By no stretch of the imagination is this an apology, I hope you regret everything. But, no word of god or feeling proud can save me from this yearning to just mean something to you. Even if that makes me an enemy. Plain and simple, I've been trying to make some sense of this cluster-fuck of a mind. Which part is for memories, and which is for holding grudges. And how can I stop and smell the roses when I'm too preoccupied picking thorns out of my skin?
A big, bright, sweet single from Philadelphia's Hurry, sugary vocal melody playing perfectly against starstruck guitars. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 1, 2016
Slowcore, shoegaze, twee, and noise find their way into this ambitious full length from the St. Louis band Frankie Valet. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 9, 2020