Tom

Pinch, punch

Today is moving day. Bags and Boxes clustered full of forgotten childhood tat and university memories ready to be remembered again litter the stairs. I’m still sifting through the overflow, but too excited about the next few days to really give them too much thought. Today is a day for jubilant music. Music that is unashamedly and overwhelmingly optimistic. What this means changes from move to move. I’ve moved so many times in the last year that I should have made a playlist by now, but each move is different. This one is good.

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Splatter

We seem to be out of sorts at APFoSHQ. I’ve been caught up in house-moving, abstaining and procrastinating. I also fell into a September blues of sorts, devoid of new music and buying tickets to nostalgic reunion or retrospective shows. But it’s October now. I’ve listened to the new Future of the Left record, my ears have perked up and all is well. To that end, we’ve got business to attend to.

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