Good morning, The Replacements, Hootenanny. An old mess of an album, for an old mess of a week. Stay positive, so-called friends!
Good morning, Unwound, Fake Train. Needed to go back 25+ years today to find a better place. Were, Are and Was, or Is.
Good morning, The Monorchid, Who Put Out The Fire? Who did, indeed? The abrasive edges of their fiercer tracks laid side-against more straight-forward fare makes for a 50/50 split some can’t reconcile. A was for Anarchy — we all need a reminder now and then.