After having lost ourselves into the dark psych rock cave of The Black Angels we discovered some more bands in the surroundings, The Wooden Shjips, Dead Meadow and The Brian Jonestown Massacre to name a few. Behind a big boulder we also found a band playing a fuzzy, melancholic sound, perfect for a late rainy night, feeling dead drunk and awful, The Crystal Stilts. The singer Brad Hargett can't even hold a tone, but it doesn't matter because it sounds just the way it should on a night like that. So, have a couple of beer, than another couple, then some more beer, maby drink some bad vodka, then turn the volume up really loud and play this song:
Continue with this next one, and tell us you are not ready to puke.
Crystal Stilts - crippled croon by bicycle-edition
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