Dé Luain, Aibreán 28, 2008
My God, every time I hear this album I'm ashamed of myself for somehow forgetting, if not on a conscious level than certainly an emotional one, how unbearably glorious it is. I writing this as a personal letter to all my Neko Case-loving cats; in case you were wondering who her artistic father is, now you know.
Hearing "Hands on the Wheel" again was the most life-affirming experience I've had in several weeks.
And oh for fucks sake won't you look at me gush away? Fuck everything, there that's better.