Lisa Marr‘s first band was the unspeakably good all-girl “cuddlecore” band Cub.
Some devoted fan has put up a MySpace page.
There are six songs on there.
“Secret Nothing”, “Someday”, “New York City”, “Everything’s Geometry”, “Pillow Queen” and “Magic 8 Ball”.
In my current intoxicated state (drunkblogging!) I can only say these songs give me intense happiness.
Your results may differ.
These songs are all part of my internal architecture at this point, I have listened to them so many times.
If I must pick one, I would say, listen to “Everything’s Geometry”. “A plot of land and two shovels, we could dig a grave … .”
Sad and happy at the same time? The back-alleys of the human heart, how odd they are, how inexplicable the twists and turns, how closely the artist has mirrored and echoed our own half-regretted paths … .
drunkblogging is only partially recommended
I tend not to check my sources as carefully
but it is more “to the point”
Friends don’t let friends blog drunk. Put down the keyboard Lex, I will take it from here.
Dudes, I am so embarrassed.
(Ha. Actually not … .)