Howard

I fucking love Howard.

They're a complete enigma to me, but I fucking love Howard.

I've been dipping my piddle dripper in their last album, while obsessing over their REMIXING of said album into new music for a few months now. (A piddle dripper is a penis btw. I just made that up. Use it in your own nomenclature when out in public, see what happens. Take credit for its creation. I'm cool with it.)

I love how this shit just feels like a perfect soundtrack to wake up to. It's rubbing your eyes and dealing with the dawn of a new day type shit. "Glass" is the sun creeping in through the blinds by illuminating the outline of your succulent backside so your wife thinks you're supes hots. (YES, SUPES. I'm TWELVE.)

When this remix album finally drops, I'm going to shit seven individual bricks and begin to build my fanboy castle in ode to Howard with them. And it will be sturdy as fuck.