Sunday, November 14, 2010

M. Ward

More "sad bastard" music that I actually like. I got his Post-War album from Sir Steffin Ratliff when he was still in Stoogeaphilia. I dug it and gave it to my middle daughter for her birthday. The next time I saw her, she explained to me how every song on it reminded her of someone in her family.

This one reminded her of her late grandfather (R.I.P. Al):

This one reminded her of her best friend:

And so on.

ADDENDUM: My sweetie correctly points out that listening to this album is "your way of being with Aimee when she's not here."


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