Not much to add. Saw them play this song in...
WHAT WE DID FOR THE RED HOTS
I sit in the morning and watch a flag perched over someone’s door, the colors whirling around in the wind. There are three barren trees near-by, each a different variety, each suited to the high suburban spread. They sit there without moving, their branches still, impervious to whatever wind is teasing the flag. The sun is soft over the plains now, the snow white with shadows. Driving in...
Big Bend #1
The folks from a new music blog called either Tapebombs or Music Blog!!! or both wrote something nice about No Clouds. They seem to have a pretty good grasp on what’s going on in Austin. Read it here. Happy New Year.