Been a hectic week. Tomorrow is that unbelievably sick homie fest at Alladin Jr. #2, on good ol' 2nd street in downtown Pomona.
Speaking of homies, Bedford Mass chillers the CQ just dropped this gazed-out jem in my inbox. It's minimal spacey MBV stuff for sure, spreading hazy but vaguely positive vibes. Here come the warm jets:
The CQ are--no shit--two 16 year olds from New Hampshire. They make reverbed-drenched dream pop that sounds surprisingly mature until you check out some of the records these kids have been listening to. Maybe it's the virtue of the Internet that young impressionable minds have been given a viable musical outlet outside of the Big Brother's Record Collection. The world could only be a better place if more impressionable youngsters listened to My Bloody Valentine and JAMC.