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Yep. You read that right. Last night I raided the sump pump closet where I hide all the things that are Christmas, and I took everything out, sorted it into two piles (one for each kid). 682 more words
A simple enough picked acoustic (banjo?) tune that repeats endlessly, but wreathed with ethereal guitar, plinky / wibbly piano notes and breathy vocals. The horns that pop up in the chorus are just lovely and the similarities to Wilco don’t go unnoticed. Dreamy stuff.
Thanks to Daytrotter
Five generic teen stereotypes (The one who is good at sports like, the female lead, the stoner comic relief, the guy with glasses and the female with boobs) go on a generic camping holiday to stay at a generic creepy shed, all of a sudden some generic zombies try to have them on toast. 237 more words