rob demanded content to entertain him while his battered bits mend so content he shall have--content that I intend to become a recurring bit. Let's see if I follow through. The premise: I give you three songs to motivate you to check out a band you might not know. Today that band is Sweeping Promises.
Wikipedia says "Sweeping Promises is an American post-punk duo from Boston, Massachusetts, now based in Lawrence, Kansas, consisting of Lira Mondal and Caufield Schnug." I first heard their song Pain Without a Touch a few years ago. It was released as a single and I heard it in passing and didn't drill down on the band, but I really enjoy it. Here's a live version.
I love it when people who do not look conventionally cool do incredibly cool stuff. Their first album, Hunger for a Way Out, has a very similar vibe to Pain Without a Touch. It's a bit one-dimensional but worth taking a spin through. Here's a live version of Cross Me Out.
They released a new album last month, You Say I Romanticize, and it's cool too. It features songs with very Greasetruckian titles like My Friend's an Entomologist and Does He Want To Be The Weatherman? My favorite at the moment is Accent.
They're doing two shows in Medford (ahem, Squeaky) then DC and Richmond, all in November. Check 'em out!
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Rob's plumbing work seems to be terribly timed. At least the last two days had lots of hot mlb wild card action. All the best healing energy for the bits, nonetheless.
ReplyDeleteall over but for the frozen peas. my surgeon only performs procedures on the first thursday of each month, so i didn’t really have great options. gonna watch some hot uefa nations league action!
ReplyDeletegotta ask what precipitated the decision to undo procreating abilities now, at 55'ish versus say 15 years ago? if this is too personal for this forum, we can set up a teams call.
ReplyDeleteDanimal asking the hard hitting questions. Journalism isn't dead in the GTB comments section!
ReplyDeleteLove is in the air…
ReplyDeleteprolly should've done it years ago, danny. the missus is ready to be done with birth control, and i can help with that.
ReplyDeleteyes! one step closer to repopulating the earth with my progeny when the apocalypse comes.
ReplyDeleteand that guitarist sure can grimace
hi gheorghies from London! This trip has been, in a curious number of ways, a total shit show, but we have 4 days, 69 Guinnesses, and an American football game to fix that!
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