when i was significantly younger, i used to imagine that blimps floated in the air to drop little trinkets in the sky. sometimes i would imagine a flood of marbles, coins, popcorn or even tiny bunny rabbits being set free. i never thought about where each item went after they passed the clouds. but somehow, i always thought i knew what they would sound like upon impact with earth.
fast forward more than a few years and i've discovered where all of those idealistic and delicate sounds of my childhood went. they've all landed in the inspired tunes of san francisco dreampop outfit, blackbird blackbird. give their new album, summer heart, a spot on repeat and if kaleidoscopes are your thing, they totally understand.
-t
