North Downs are back. Their third single, "Dads Old Tapes," lands well -- just like their other releases: "Plastic Clouds" and "Nothin'."
Hopefully there's more music coming, but currently I can't even process that because my brain is as flat as a pizza. Much flatter than one of those American Deep Dish pizzas. I'm talking about the skinny European kinds.
The "flatness" is making everything task impossible, and yet, somehow by not doing anything it means that I am doing something; the physical representation of this conundrum is a ping pong ball continually hovering over an active hair dryer.
Hopefully this new North Downs is more like an actual pizza to you. Enjoy!