Welcome to the attic of my mind. Mind the stairs, click the light on and have a rummage around my thoughts on writing, the art of everything second-hand, the natural world, music . . . just about everything. Probably not much about sport.
Sunday, 21 June 2015
Second album fatigue? Not.
Ooo, those thudding baselines, twanging guitars, Beachboy-esque voices, pounding piano chords and euphoric chorusing. The Djangos do it again with manic enthusiasm that travels up the wires to release happiness into your front room.
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