When I hear a good song, I’m always excited. When I hear a good song from someone younger than me, I’m even more excited. 15 year old Drew Vogelsang is what I’m all about today, and his dreamy cover of James Vincent McMorrow’s Cavalier is the cause of my enthusiasm.
That old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air … Another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year’s mistakes had been wiped clean by summer.
when you really hate the fuck out of someone but you cant say shit because everyone else loves them and you know deep down in your cold dead heart that they’re a terrible person