Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Newish achingly sincere band I hate

"The allure of the open road, man..."
They have had at least one record out before (and I am showing my seething contempt by not looking the facts up, aren't I?) but I heard these wimps on NPR talking about what they would do if they met Dylan or something and nearly drove into the Great Miami.  And I was miles from it, would have had to make a special trip.  Plus they look like some sort of "Four Sides of Chris Makepeace" art pictorial.  Argh to nth degree, etc.

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