Gotta love those Doves. I don't know how they fared in the US (I'm guessing not that great)butthey are one of the great almost-huge bands of the late 90's/early noughties. Maybe it's that they're not so photo-friendly or that they never came right out and attacked the competition, but they'll always be special to me. Even if my friend did ruin the gig when he became convinced someone had stabbed him in the liver with a syringe. It was in the papers a lot at the time, and the weed was really good that night. Aah, memories. Also whenever I leave a place I've been living, I listen to The House. Gets me every time.
how weird. i have my ipod on shuffle mode right now and out of over 5000 fucking songs that could have played, that song just finished as i scrolled down to look at this post. i'm little creeped out now.
Your next song will be After the Loving by Englebert Humperdinck.
nice try! the next song was actually the fat boys - baby you're a rich man. you were close.
That chord change in the first verse always just does something to me; pure perfection.
your music taste is so similar to my husband's it's scary. add linda strawberry to your myspace friends. i saw her on tour with billy corgan a few years ago. i think you'd really like her music.
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