Song of the year for me, probably, if i don’t get over it by the year’s end. It really makes me feel good, wistful, normal, and connected to an undefined and often distant and restricted unassembled assembly of fun, carefree, in touch, mark-making, pretty young things. I don’t know why, but it is both an achievement and a personal asset that i love and can react appropriately to songs like this. It makes me feel as though i’m not as pathetic and lost as i think i am. I can be grounded. I need this to be my favourite song of the year.
I love it, even with the croony male vocals which this entire corner of the music world seems to have latched on to and determined this is how one should sing if one has male vocal chords. Who’s to blame? Stevie Jackson? Or an older model i’m oblivious to? The band name’s not all that great either.Yeah. Song of the year.
