We made it to April!

It's April right?

The shame about this song is that it's nearly perfect (there are parts of it I don't like) but it's nestled right in the middle of an album full of really boring shit. I ended up deleting the rest of the album off my iPod pretty quickly.

This blog wrote about this song and said this about it:

Rolling, garage-folk has never sounded so good. These United States sing a workman’s song in a cubicle world, and pull it off better than most could hope to do. Elegantly plucked and strummed guitar parts match up like puzzle pieces against wisely under-used trumpet bits and a melody that recalls classic blues standards without aping them. Someone call M. Ward and tell him he’s got an opener for his next tour.

Wisely under-used trumpet bits? I'm glad I don't write about music.

I can't even find lyrics for this song on the internet, not that you need them I guess.

This song reminds me of: Earn Enough For Us by XTC, which is a selling point. It also reminds me of These Boots Are Made For Walking (and I don't mean the AMAZING CRISPIN GLOVER VERSION omfg I have wanted to link to this FOR-FUCKING-EVER!)

Hey, I wonder if I can put that inline:

That's neat. Thanks, April Winchell.

Happy April Fools, not that I did anything to fool you.