I can't relate to this music. Like...not at all. It's so happy. It's sweet. It exudes a sheer innocence that I don't think I ever experienced, which is maybe why I pull it out every now and then. I don't find myself bopping around the house like a nerdy and solitary (but still totally cool and interesting) teenager, instead I wonder 'what would it be like?' to make music like this. Or to have been the kind of kid who felt compelled to make music like this. It's qual parts pop punk and awkward jangly indie with a little dash of SoCal surf sprinkled on top. And maybe it was just a mask for THE CLARENDON HILLS anyway, because we're all kinda fukkd up and I think they were from Orange County.
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