

You dredge up more with angst and ache than on the dance floor I’ve always thought. Little pin pricks of emotive melodies that’d do a porcupine proud. Triumphs, disappointments, loss. Impossible situations work themselves free. A bellyful of ache becomes a sweet soup for two. And gee—look...the wall needs to be painted.
So, hey... take a seat. I’ll slide over. Might as well open another bottle. We’re in for a long night.
Grant Lee Buffalo - Jupiter And Teardrop.mp3
King L - That's How It Works.mp3
Magnet - Deadlock (It's Over).mp3
The Longpigs - Dozen Wicked Words.mp3
Bee and Flower - I Know Your Name (Mp3)