More golden haze-pop from these San Fran bros who as usual had to nail the track in one take before the instruments all melted from pure sensuality. This is pretty fucking luxurious, all chocolate guitars and tambourines and heavenly vibes, but it’s still tight as a drum: listen out for those harmonies and perfect snare rolls which contribute to the general feeling that you’re in masterful hands. Like, Thee Oh Sees know how to pamper, way more lo-fi Barry White than drunk punk fuck. The 7” single this is taken from is the belated May edition of the Sub Pop Singles Club, so good luck picking up a hard copy anywhere, but dig around the internets a little bit and you should be able to find it.
[Thee Oh Sees MySpace]
[Sub Pop Singles Club 3.0]
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