This one might be from the closing credits of that 1980s film you can’t remember the name of but remember watching all the time on cable. And it’s gloriously self-aware.
So good.
This one might be from the closing credits of that 1980s film you can’t remember the name of but remember watching all the time on cable. And it’s gloriously self-aware.
So good.
If you know me, then you already know why.
Feeling nostalgic today. Okay, feeling PARTICULARLY nostalgic today.
Let’s do this, Monday.
You have to love an artist that self-describes his work as “sad bastard music.”
Oh, I wish I was in the room when this band name was chosen.
Another sweet one for your summer playlist, lovies.