Imagine your dad when he was 22 years old; worshiping the Beach Boys and Dick Dale, trying to emulate The Stooges and surfing every fucking day. Dear ol' dad sweating it out in his parents garage on summer vacation with his pals, that's what this album sounds like.
listen.
2 comments:
ive seen my dad at 22. he didnt have time to play shitty music.
links dead son
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