A spontaneous autobiographical disclosure. A free-form slo-mo listening party. A song a day. Yours to enjoy.
Monday, April 16, 2012
I dance like a furry phantom
When it comes to a tight pop song, it's hard to fret over a lack of originality. There's a place for pioneers and a place for craftsmen, and it's good spend quality time with both. These Danish lads bring a lot of spunk to their '90s orthodoxy. And the singer's barely controlled caterwaul helps me keep in touch my inner angsty teen.
We are not in it for the money. Songblague runs on communitarian values, love of music, and a dash of vanity. If you like what you're hearing, please purchase it from one of the remaining retailers who would like to sell it to you.
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