Bitterscene by Velocette
“Like finding gold dust in the Lincoln of my youth. Jim Sonic Sounds whispering "no" over and over again, day after day, week after week. Then, one otherwise pedestrian day, a hushed "yes!" The sound of my old room. Red walls and inflatable zebra chairs. <3”
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Like finding gold dust in the Lincoln of my youth. Jim Sonic Sounds whispering "no" over and over again, day after day, week after week. Then, one otherwise pedestrian day, a hushed "yes!" The sound of my old room. Red walls and inflatable zebra chairs. <3
An old favorite, this band only had one album unfortunately. I think they named themselves after a motorcycle.
