Got a big urge to post more Future Sounds bodaciousness but first something a little bit more (though only partially) retrograde. Ancient Crux's pop is a mixture of that white guy/pants a little too short/socks visible thang and also a dusty faux western dryness, only slight, though, against their wonky wandering guitar lines that also have this funny little sparkle, bizarro doo-wop backing up against their pop after chucking it in their tote bag and letting it jumble up against the bits of tobacco and other personal belongings, grey and yellow bits and things from the 90s.
[Ancient Crux MySpace]
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