And the pick-up lines are well-rehearsed...
February 14, 2013 9:57 AM Subscribe
It's not the season for this song but it's certainly the right day for it: Summer's the Worst, a ballad about love and idiocy that's melancholy, clever, and (ahem) really quite lovely.
It is summer here, and I hate the all-seeing nuclear ungod of the sun and the people who are prettier than me at the beach. This is a nice song - reminds me of the slower Fountains of Wayne songs.
posted by Charlemagne In Sweatpants at 2:38 PM on February 14, 2013
posted by Charlemagne In Sweatpants at 2:38 PM on February 14, 2013
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