Tag: Fairmont

mclusky knows you’re not going to run far in those shoes.

These Albini Sessions from Fugazi, a release from the band to benefit the late producer’s Letters Charity, is messing with my mind the way a transmission from an alternate timeline would. Elsewhere tonight: look at mclusky strutting around like they didn’t disappear for a couple decades.

Strip it all down to nothing and join The Nude Party in their loosely grooved lifestyle.

It’s unseasonably warm, not like you’d be able to walk around in a T-shirt, but definitely not the type of weather you’d expect of the Grand Valley in February. It makes a perfect setting for The Barr Brothers and their urgent machinations. I remembered to get my hat, not that I need it.