Maybe you’re out from school early. Maybe you stopped at the local Barnes & Noble, perused for about 45 minutes and bought some music magazine featuring promising articles about bands you hear are important but you can’t muster the energy to care about, all so you can awkwardly “flirt” with the girl at the counter. Lord knows you don’t have anything better to do. Maybe you smoke a cigarette in the parking lot, eyes darting furiously, paranoid a stray teacher from school will catch you and decide to out you and your torrid love affair with Marlboro Lights.

Maybe you sit back in your ‘93 Volvo, not yet ready to go home (or anywhere,) and listen to this wee little ditty over and fucking over because, once again, you really don’t have anything better to do.

Wheat - “Slow Flade”

Yours,
Torquil Crossingham