When I was studying to be a teacher in Budapest, the prequel to this album - High Violet - came out and I was mesmerised; at 26 years old I felt the songs directly mirrored my ascent into my prime.
When Trouble Will Find Me came out at 29 I felt I was continuing my ascent, but maybe was on the cusp of falling apart, living in Taiwan, before my new ascent a bit later; like the title of the album confirms - this band kind of bookmark my time alert - and there's nothing more to say,
There are so many fucking avenues to go down with this chestnut. You can roast them - one avenue. You can reverse-griddle them; another. You can put on your combat boots and fry me a night out - one option. Or act all circumspect and leave me stranded in the hypermarket, holding my boxes alone - another.
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