This is sort of turning into a music blog, as I don stupid jean shorts every day in this Indian summer and Rob—with a hefty sigh of relief—purposely buys bottles of wine we’ve already reviewed. We just collapse on the couch and loll our heads at each other, happy in our conspiracy. It’s like some indulgent infidelity from blog world: we’re just not trying and not caring. Bliss!
In that absence… you’ll definitely thank the hell out of me me for this one. Get the whole album.
[Geographer, Original Sin]