Alex on April 11 2016
Two words come to mind while listenings to this track - wholesome.... fun. We could totally sit around, drink some pop, and listen to this song all the while feeling really good about ourselves, or you know.. not do that at all and live like the normal self destructive adults we are.
Alex on March 23 2016
Sure, it's a little poppy... but don't we all need a little pop in our life? And maybe it does sound a little bit like country music but like REALLY good country music that's extremely accepting of gays, black people, and muslims. Furthermore you simply can't deny those siren calls. Sing it, sisters.
Alex on March 16 2016
Alex G's latest album Beach Music is exactly that -- beach music. In my current flu ridden state being healthy on the beach sounds amazing to me.. I guess for now I'll just have to settle for an album called Beach Music. What do you think the G in Alex G stands for? I'm going with Ghost.. or maybe Gorilla. Grapes? Probably Gary.
chris on March 16 2016
Listen people. I just want to be totally honest with you. I would hate for y'all not to trust me after all these years of dedicated listenership. Here it goes... I'm posting this from the toilet. There!!! Oh man, I fell so much better. Because I told you, not cause the other thing.
Alex on February 29 2016
Pardon my absence, I've been in the woods. In other news: I noticed something today -- as you grow older the floor gets further and further away. I notice when I bend over to pick up stuff I make this audible noise I use to hear my parents make and be like "LOL UR OLD!" Jokes on me I guess, getting old sucks.
chris on February 23 2016
This has nothing to do with this particular song, but has a song completely taken over your life before? I've become totally obsessed with Cortez the Killer by Neil Young, and all the people who have covered it over the years. Matthew Sweet and the Indigo Girls, Slint, Built to Spill and even Dave Matthews and Warren Haynes. This song has seeped into my subconscious and is now haunting my dreams. There is something about it that I can't quite figure out. I feel like Jim Carey in that movie where he is obsessed with the number 23. I'm basically about to lock myself in a room and start scribbling all over the walls and carving into the floor.