Tuesday, 17 December 2013

Drugs by Thingy

Stumbled upon this band earlier this year. And I must say, I fucking love them! There is something about the harmonies and the haunting subject matter just makes me want to listen to their songs over and over again. 

And I don’t even know what to say,
’cept that maybe it shouldn't be important.
And I don’t even know its name.
If it were a dog I’d call him Rover 
Oh, oh, oh
And then something should go right there 
There’s something ’bout being an alcoholic 
And the skyrocketing price of beer
I wish I could do drugs.
(That man is real, not made of steel)



Also, give a listen to Heavy Vegetables, a slightly earlier band with very close affiliation to Thingy, a little more upbeat. 

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