This week I am listening to some tracks by The Big Drops, a New Jersey-based act who seem to have beamed here direct from a hazy, psychedelic recreation of the 1960s, which is an entirely Good Thing as far as I am concerned.
That time of year again. Work is slow, lots of tedious photoshopping to do, needed a new mellowish playlist i could work to. Mostly folkish, some old, some new, some blue. More females than usual, twee alert for some strings, bit of jangle, bit of gentle groovy psychy and soulish surf pop, and a familiar stonker to wrap it up. Because at some point it’s going to be spring and i’m going to have to get out of the house.
And some groovy garage and punk too. Some older stuff, some newer stuff, and more females than usual for me.