Hey Chelsea, you could eat me alive and I could honestly say I’d be happy to let you but I guess you’re not feeling hungry today. That’s alright; I’ll hang out here in the fridge. Hey Chelsea, I left something at your place the night I spent on your couch with your dog. I’m not sure what I left, but I want it back. If you've still got my address, just send it here. Hey Chelsea, do you still have that pretty black dress? The one you wore the night your face swam from the crowd, took my hands in yours, and broke every fever that I had? Hey Chelsea, are you still living near Boston? Do you still wonder if you did the right thing? Did you marry that boy? Did you silence your demons? Do you still have my letters and CDs? Hey Chelsea, was I not what you expected? That’s alright; I’m used to being disappointing. I still have the bracelet you mailed me; do you still agree with the knots that you tied? Just so you know I still love you. Just so you know I keep your number just in case you call but I know you won’t.
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Some of the coolest indie-psychedelia around. I hope you like dancing because you're going fucking go ham if you're lucky enough to see these guys play these songs live. The Real Whitaker Todd
The NYC trio push their blown-out garage-blues sound into new territory, on both reinterpreted classics and originals. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 5, 2019