February 2nd, 2013
This reminds me infinitely of zipping through Oklahoma with Mia, Malin and Bobby. That two-door car that felt like home after a while. The flat landscapes floating past as I snapped pictures from the back seat of the car, slightly dazed, 30 minutes after the last drink. With Mia. With our beloved friends. In a overwhelming country I married in.
Bonus: Stephin Merritt and his dog explain indie rock:
- Chronologically culling from the debut, up to and including the album “Realism“.[back]