Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Blooming Up from the Ground
I am in love... Perhaps its the new music slump I've been plateued into, or it's really the lack of good bands to come out in the double O nine. Oh Blind Pilot, take me away in a sweet airplane to your native city of Portland, where I can live happily ever after in the microbrew capital of the U.S. Their folky, cutesy, indie, acoustic greatness, is bound to be bliss to your ears. If The Shins went folk and crossed paths with The Avett Brothers, this is what it would sound like. It's hard not to get strummed into a daze with the vocals and lyrics this band has to offer, hope you heart them as much as I do.
Blind Pilot-Story I Heard
Blind Pilot-3 Rounds And A Sound
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