I love it when I immediately don't hate something and then I look off into the distance and start writing my grocery list in my head and then I keep starting the song over and over and over until I'm completely fucking in love with it.

Band of Rascals, whoever the fuck they are, have taken a simple rock melody and made it intimate as fuck. I don't just want to stare up at singer dude's delicious face from a seated-on-the-grass position, but I sort of wanna find one of their shows in Canada and take pictures of each members' hands and print them in black and white and set up a pop up art show and go full on artboy I love this song so much.

If being Canadian wasn't so illegal in the US, I would totally advocate for crowdfunding getting these shitdicks a show in my tiny city so I wouldn't have to arrange a designated driver other than the cops who would haul my ass away on assault charges because I tried to pet all the guys in this band.

BAND OF RASCALS, I'LL ADD YOU TO MY LIST OF APPROVED GUESTS IN PRISON! COME SEE ME! Or I'll come see you in 16-19 months bros!