There is new Lovedrug, and it is beautiful. It is real, and sad and hopeful, and made for live performance.
It is Wild Blood.
Here’s a softer cut:
Words that come to mind: Realized. Focused. Satisfying. Heartfelt. Heartbreaking. Joining. Sentimental. Nostalgic.
This is the album for wondering if where you’ve been will follow where you go.
I have much to say about this record – the songs themselves, and the band’s approach – but I am getting picked up for drinks. Meanwhile, the title track chorus will be running through my head.
Meanwhile, I will be running ’round the world.
April 11 will be a show in Rochester, at the Bug Jar, which is small and grungy and dirty and freeing. I hope I will be here to see it. I hope I leave shortly after, resolving to run, propelled by momentum of knowing there’s much more in this world than me and these corners.