Seriously, Hanging Valleys always makes me feel like I'm just waking up, I rub my eyes, and I'm startled that the eye boogs I go to wipe out of my eyes are super calcified and sandy. Then I look to my finger tips, where I normally have a nice and green goopy eye boog to flick at my wife, and it's a little pile of beachy fucking sand.

HANGING VALLEYS IS THE SAND YOU PICK OUT OF YOUR EYE PITS IN PLACE OF EYE BOOGS.

I have listened to "Coast Days" a good 73 times this week already and while I live nowhere near a coast, I love how enveloped in sound I've been since hitting play the first time. The capturing of the slap on the wood of the acoustic guitar is huge because I can imagine the entire texture of this song surfing through even bigger waves by hearing it performed live while sitting on a log on a fucking beach I've never seen before.

There's still beauty in the world folks, we aren't all politicos and racists. You just have to look a bit deeper.

Speaking of deeper, I'd take this dude Hanging Valleys DEEP AS FUCK if you feel me bro. You feel me bro?

Get off me bro, I'm saving myself for this asshole Hanging Valleys.

BALLS.

Hanging Valleys

Coast Days

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