marnie stern is releasing a record of feverish, eerie noise-pop with lots of guitar finger-tapping today named after a famous shovel, which is only funny because it is digging my ears a new grave, right next to a wide, untended plot for max tundra’s mastered by guy at the exchange, the last record that made me want to break my own teeth just to make sure i wasn’t dreaming.

i’m still settling in & will be back to regular spouting soon.