So long living in between a tiny screen and a slightly larger screen, the loneliest way to stay alone. Your face frozen up in lines from milder climates and wilder times—I can’t watch it glitching
anymore.
I know why you had to go. An ocean asked you to play another show. The mountains arranged for you to rhyme. I knew you would do your best, in vacuum tubes where the feedbacks nest, to make me smile. But it seems impossible now, from another December we will barely remember when summer arrives.
Winged Wheel anchor their Space Age grooves in rock, the muscle of drum and bass and guitar undergirding wild flights of fancy. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 3, 2024
supported by 4 fans who also own “Carrie Ends the Call”
I feel Japandroids are growing into a Canadian version of Andrew W. K, a total expression of masculine healthy positivity without constantly declaring themselves as such or shaping everything into a manifesto.
There's also a certain muscular Canadiana that you can see in bands like The Hip, or Constantines.
It's really cool to see a duo grow into confidence from Post-Nothing, and as someone who _really_ connected with that album's anxieties, they give me both hope and an aspirational model. Gaelan D'costa