This is probably the first time I’ve ever posted while in the throes of full pissendom (and via a malt of my very own surname, how quaint) but then I felt it necessary to mark the occasion of Engerland’s latest implosion. Such a pack of heavy legged gentlemen are our nearest neighbours’ footballers. And given that we trounced the opposition only a few short weeks ago it is all the more depressing that Trap’s lads didn’t make it (thank you Mexico btw). To shadow my slightly pathetic stagger I’ve invited Philadelphia’s City Rain back to my speakers and what a joy it is to engage in their fruity loops. If I’m honest I wish it were longer such are its fragrant directions but then being a digital release we’re not going to encounter vinyl degradation so repeat we shall until this bottle has evaporated. KD
City Rain – This I Will Remember Part 1
Pissendom. That word is a remarkable linguistic feat, my friend.