Being poor only sucks when you can’t afford things that you want. I don’t mind sleeping on a mattress on the floor, in a house with no heat, and surviving on rice and grocery brand “Grillin’ Beans,” but I do get pissed when I can’t justify spending $20 on a concert that I would really like to have attended; that was the Miike Snow show last Thursday.

Miike Snow is an indie-rock band from Sweden with a sound more sugary than I can usually endure, but there’s something different about these boys. Maybe it’s the fact that all three members (Andrew Wyatt, Christian Karlsson, Pontus Winnberg) are accomplished musicians. Wyatt is classically trained and was previously signed to Columbia Records as a solo act. He is now the lead song-writer of the group. Karlsson and Winnberg aka the production team Bloodshy & Avant know exactly what it takes to make good pop music—they’re the men behind the Grammy winning Britney song “Toxic.”

Miike Snow’s music isn’t sophisticated lyrically or instrumentally, but that doesn’t matter. I find that an overarching quality of great Pop songs, written by artists like Miike Snow, is the average listener’s inability to pin-point exactly what they like about what they’re hearing, all they know is that it makes them feel great, and as corny as it sounds that’s how I feel when I listen to Miike Snow.