I mainly checked this band out due to Pitchfork not being into them.
The sun ain’t gonna shine anymore. Suits me fine. Don’t know how to dress in summer so I’m hiding out in my jimjams playing with my 7”s like a teenage wank-addict.
It wouldn’t be Collapse Board without a little shambling boy-girl indiepop, now would it?
This song is more infectious than Jeff Goldblum’s laptop in Independence Day
Some folk may contend she’s been hanging out with the wrong people recently. Not from where I’m sitting.
A little early, perhaps … but there’s always so much great music around the difficulty is documenting it all, giving it a fair shake. DISCLAIMER 1 This is a random list – influenced by the heat today, and the lecture I just gave in Creative Writing, and the fact my PhD thesis continues to loom, […]