This is one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard. Its the inside of a tent on a autumn night with someone you love. Its a fire crackling in the dark and the smell of woodchips and pine needles burning. Its woozy and dreamy, full of tripped out guitars that echo like the slow heavy clangs of a distant sawmill.

MP3: Swan Lake -
All Fires
2 comments:
It's amazing. This may be blasphemy to you but I think Spencer Krug is robert Pollard for this century, he's that prolific.
On a related note his Wolf Parade bandmate Dan Boeckner is playing Whelans tomorrow as part of Handsome Furs with his wife.
yeah he really is some man for one man. Loving sunset rubdown. There will be a rubdown blog soon!!! :)
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