Open Water

when I was 11, I couldn’t get a girl to talk to me, to save my life. now, in the humbling throes of middle age, I’m surrounded by them. here’s a few of them talking at me, in the first half. their perspective is clear, their concerns are real, and their interests are our future. but today they really just wanna talk about what they did this afternoon. also Buttertones, PILL, Rips, and an embargo’d track from the persona non grata PWR BTTM