Saint Motel - To My Enemies

Favorite lyrics: Blood and sweat and tears,
We learned each other's fears and,
God, I'll miss the way you cry.

Do you remember that incessant need to ask "are we there yet?" on road trips, before the feel of the road is so constant it doesn't matter anymore? This song reminds me of that tiny repeating compulsion in the back of your head. But instead of the fuel being boredom, it's reminiscent because it's that feeling of discord, the relative newness of something that's not normal. The fuel is music, and it doesn't make you complacent because it's not what you hear on the radio all the time. If music like this keeps coming out, the kind of fun, eager, charged, emotion-driven sound that makes your earbuds love you, then the feel of music will never be constant enough to bore you.

Glitter Pox rating: 82% contagious

Hope you catch it,
The Glitter Pox

Saint Motel - To My Enemies