Grizzly Bear. Grizzly Bear, Grizzly Bear, Grizzly Bear. Why couldn’t they have opened for Radiohead in West Palm Beach instead of…of that band I was being too cool to watch? Their upcoming release, Veckatimest, is burning up the Internets; I imagine that it’s got to be simultaneously exciting and irritating for the band. Here’s the rub: for once, the hype is well-founded. I’ve tried to put in other CDs, I made a copy for my Starbucks barista at school, and I send people a link to the preview track put out by Warp Records all day long. If you dig it, please consider pre-ordering the album: they’ve put a lot of work into this album and I promise, it’ll be worth it come May.
This song has been played 21 times. 11 months ago.
I was given the name Leo not quite 30 years ago, yet I'm still trying to define myself otherwise. I could be described as a postmodern deconstructionist anarcho-capitalist. I think we've all forgotten who we are, to a certain extent. This is my attempt to find myself, or you. If you think you know who I am, or who you are, or that I know who you are, or who you might be someday, feel free to engage me at any time: leo (at) amnesiacs (dot) org
