I GO ON THESE KICKS: Power pop from the 90s, stoner/doom/sludge/fart, guitar-driven, angular indie rock, y’all-ternative, shoe gaze, and ever since I saw that Big Star: Nothing Can Hurt Me documentary, “In The Street” and “September Gurls” every couple hours. Jeez. And then all the Chris Bell stuff? Damn. And, all this stuff, 40 years old. Like me. Well, almost. Hoping to make it to October.