Does feeling a little alienated from the post-punk records you own signify a healthy engagement with daily life or deeper alienation from your snarling inner self? It occurs to me that I've been wrestling with this question for a while now, given my attraction to bright, upward-pulling sounds over the last few years. Digging out some Au Pairs and digging this tune in particular doesn't really clarify things. But it does spark some happiness. Maybe it's the crosseyed horns.Au Pairs - That's When It's Worth It
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