Imagine if ten years ago The Growlers and The Blank Tapes decided to Fuck and go folk. Imagine the Magical Mystery Tour being piloted by Jim Croce. Imagine that Weezer had never put on their sweaters to have them unravel.

Described as "wunderkinds", Nashville band, The Paperhead are making this sleepy Sunday sublime. Their new album, Africa Avenue, is decidedly pop with a light rock/folk tinge that borders on fanciful, but settles on Syd Barret psych.

If you're the type of person that lives in NYC and goes to things like CMJ, you might want to check out their performance dates.

If you're the type of person (like me) who doesn't live in NYC or goes to things like CMJ - because The Walking Dead is back and its football season and the kids wanna play The Game of Life even though they can barely read the fucking Action Cards and you ALWAYS have to be the banker, you can preorder Africa Avenue, out on Trouble In Mind 11/11.

Be like a real American and pay for Paperhead's Africa Avenue, put the kids to sleep, press play on your laptop, slip into something comfortable, pour yourself a glass of cheap red wine and pretend that the wind is in your hair instead of your teeth stained purple.