Lazy Sunday, too lazy for blogging, particularly after last week. So instead, here's some tunage from a group I recently discovered. I'll be back tomorrow.
Yeah, that's sort of how I feel after a couple of trips in a row.
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Very catchy song but that has to be the most hipster video ever. I half expected it to be a commercial for PBR.
And here I was hoping from the Stephen P. McGreevy fake book.
@Iason Quabache
"Hipster video"? You've got to be kidding. For one thing, these guys really do seem to think they are the reincarnation of southern California bands from 1968 like The Mamas and the Papas. They look about as un-hipster to me as it gets. I mean, come on. These guys did a remake of David Bowie's "Memory of a Free Festival," which is one reason I like 'em.
Oh, crud. I am already tired of this song because it is getting too much radio play. And I only listen to the radio when I drive, and that is not very much!
It reminds me of "Home, home on the range... where the deer and the antelope reign!". I keep expecting to hear a whip crack and a "Yee Haw!" at some point. That is as anti-hipster as you can get.
Aaargh!!!!
(I speak as someone who had to listen to one of my sister's ex-boyfriends in the late 1970s in Arizona boast about poaching deer from a helicopter... a double "eww" on anything cowboy related)
Mamas and Papas (which is my generation, not yours), double AAAARGH!