Sacramento's Ganglians want an island somewhere where they can soak in the sun and prowl the canopy by night. It's not often that they do get out, but they can get down for that. Recording sometimes as one, sometimes as four it's a real game to figure out where the entity comes from and where it's going. First and foremost it's about uncertain pleasures. It's a bit like choose your own adventure. There's "codeine balladry"; a slightly upsetting tempo that is quickly flushed into an aural high, the next moment you're in the toy strewn abyss of the bedroom and then out to the tribal caves of the natives. The planets align and the sun beats down, palms tingling, and you are on the island they've built, the scenery constantly shifting for a better view, of you.
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and thanks for doing this, guys. it's totally totally sweet. and rad. totally.
you're sweet and rad! when are you going to come help?
yes, we need variety. so start helping now. or else hollie won't talk to you anymore.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=up863eQKGUI
oooooooh.
buzzkill.
pfft, that was so 1992. even though i just found it about an hour ago, so i needed to do something with it. :p
we aren't copying floppies. so we are safe.
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