Mellow, chill, folks making folk’s surf dreams, drinking away sorrows in a den by candlelight but in the end we’re all happy and the credits role and the sound of califone the reside in our minds. It’s inevitable. Life is more like an indie movie than most wish to confess but all this tension is dropped at the sound of this type of stuff. Replays of old times in some simplistic and artistic video compilation with feet moving around in a field, strands of hair falling in front of someone dear’s smile, and flickering aged film. Glorious illustrous goody.
they aren’t as obscure but probably not heard enough due to their similar familiar type of sound. Maybe I’m becoming more mainstream or maybe they are just damn sensational. Yummy voices and strumming that makes anyone want to be a junkie or this guitarists best friend, maybe both..?
..the facial hair is absolutely necessary there if you ask me
