A remix I did of Big Scary's song "Summer's Last Gasp", which I do not own the rights to. I'm pretty sure that's what you're supposed to say when you diddle with a clevice that you admire, but is certainly not yours.
Which fits this situation perfectly.
It's strange, but the moment I finished the album art, I saw the first leaves of fall make their waltzing descent to earth, and didn't really notice until now how cool the air has been. It's likely that I was too characteristically lost in the whirl of months gone to notice a new neighbor move in and over, but I like to think that Summer decided to wait for a proper ode, and a clumsy farewell.
released October 1, 2014
The Big Scary, in all their beauty and wist. Four seasons was the perfect way to discover one of my new favorites bands, and it's been almost that long since I did so. May they never stop creating.