Sun came through like an overdriven G chord

If the sonnets of the Weakerthans confuse you, listen to the summerlust glory of Hanalei. This makes it sound like I don't actually like them, but I do, I do. They're somewhere between The Postal Service and The Weakerthans, like custard is somewhere between pie and cake. Except for a few songs, like "The Hand" and "Beacon In The Distance," which sound like Calexico.

All these names. Things have names. Shit, it's not my fault. Blame God. Blame the phonebook.

Songs from All Things Go blog
Songs from My Old Kentucky Home blog.
Songs from I Guess I'm Floating blog.

I'm seasonably alright -- I'm seasonably okay (rain on a tin roof, rain on a tin roof)