Though the grooves of Rose City Band's Garden Party go down easy, when he was coming of age in Wallingford, Connecticut in the 1980s, Ripley Johnson defined himself by what he hated. “Being an adolescent you’re just against everything, so we were against all of the synth pop and '80s haircuts,” says Johnson. “Everything was neon and there were yuppies and Reagan . . .
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