D is for…”Don’t Talk (Put Your Head On My Shoulder)”, one of the more sublimely wimpy cuts from Pet Sounds. Kathleen found this article, which takes a pop at that album’s canonical status. Fair enough, Pet Sounds is an overrated record (how could it not be?), but attacking it for lack of innovation seems to miss the point. What keeps me coming back to the album on occasion isn’t its magnificent arrangements, harmonies etc. etc. but the nimbus of romantic fragility which wreathes the record. The indiepop constellation assembled for Caroline Now, the recent Brian Wilson tribute album, weren’t there just because of his pinpoint production skills, they turned up to pay respect to a man whose love-songs-for-losers godfathered a good part of indie’s fey heartache aesthetic.