The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.
Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.
So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.
Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.
we bare bears fucked me up with the ending of that episode ‘burrito’. it’s one of those very strange instances of things that make me feel emotional, but i can’t pinpoint exactly why. something about the way that grizzly finds comfort in that fireman’s arm is… oddly touching, idk
My fav Mother Mother albums are basically a list of the albums chronologically (with Touch Up being my fav and Very Good Very Bad Thing being my least fav) so while I was excited for this new album I was aware it might not be for me as their style has been evolving into a more stadium rock sound that’s more produced and my favorites of theirs are the more weird and stripped down things that focus on risky, unpredictable melodies and harmony.
But actually No Culture is probably above the Sticks for me in terms of number of songs I love, maybe tied with Eureka actually though there certainly is a more stadium vibe, they seem to have found a good balance between style and scope. It’s an awesome album. I am very pleasantly surprised. :)