When you're craving content, have no fear when Spaghetti Blogonese is near. This 2011 album was the breakout record for the American folk collective - building on the prettiness of the debut For Emma, Forever Ago from 2008 - something that I fell in love with, over a girl called Emma too. Capture that.
Vocal harmonies and a sense of the rustic was the schtick on this matchstick joy - camp fires and the like would have been immense in the winter snow on this blanket of a showing, on this blanket of a spanker, on this blanket of a winner.
I used to be a sinner, but feel less and less this way now, I used to be a winner - but the gold is not up for play now. As the sun's rays come down and permeate my lens now, you'd be better off with Bart Simpson somewhere around here to proclaim something fresh and innovative like "Don't have a cow man!"
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