Lost Boy’s home recordings are full of lo-fi charm. His creative output is relentless; often recording several songs per month, he’s a music machine assembly line with a distinct, in-your-face falsetto. There’s a certain depth to his compositions, despite being only one man with an 8-track recorder. Check out “Chew”, the first single off of his […]

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Today, too stressed by midterms to study and too excited about Halloween to care about much of anything else, I put on my fuzziest sweater-and-corduroy combo, bought a pumpkin spice latte, parked myself at my favorite table in the library that looks out on my favorite panoramic view of the Potomac River, and snuggled down […]

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I like my Southern power pop a certain way: hazy, lazy, and lo-fi. Kind of like how I like my pork butts smoked a certain way: low, slow, and slathered with apple cider vinegar. Anyways, my friends The District Attorneys continue to deliver the goods, and serve up their songs just how I like ’em […]

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