
I think it was ever since I saw the back cover of the Harvest LP, I’ve had a certain soft spot for music played in sheds. There is something so romantic about aged wood, dusty floors, and a hint of mildew in the air that adds a wonderful mysticism to a few guys getting together and just jamming. It was warm L.A. night outside the shed, made only more welcoming with a spinning disco ball, glowing Christmas lights, and the enchanting art rock of Brooklyn’s Hooray For Earth. In the midst of downtown L.A. we set [...]