Some songs just feel like warm Friday evenings at 5:45pm.
Seratones really deserves an in-depth post I just don’t have the bandwidth for right now but who knows, maybe, someday. Highly recommend listening to on road trips.
Just so damn good.
See me now. I’ll show you how.
Major Stevie Nicks vibes on a Monday.
Some music triggers recall. And thank goodness, because some memories (the simple ones) don’t always like to surface.
Songs by Local Natives always take me back to my last few years of undergrad at San Francisco State, where I had nothing but time to read and absorb music and stumble forward. Even their new tracks, which do feel fresh but still feature the band’s signature harmonies, are transportive. Here I am again, skin pulling warmth from brutalist concrete benches in the quad, rummaging through my Green Apple Books tote bag for a pencil I’d lost somewhere in the halls of the social sciences building they demolished this year.
There’s so much I wanna tell ya about my time there, more than you could ever know.
Theatrically sublime and so incredibly sweet. I need this album to be a film starring Timothee Chalamet.
So grateful for strong female voices like hers that keep coming through the wall to shine a light and shift us in their image. Amen.
Cuz the vibe right here weighs 100 pounds…