Here's where the D-train ends...one of last week's stops. Whoops. I wonder if Casiotone For The Painfully Alone's Owen Ashworth likes Walt too. How can a song like this, so chock-a-block with cheesy keyboards, sound so sad? It reminds me of the theme from The War Years, a weekly TV program about WWI and WWII that I used to watch every Sunday morning and can find nothing about through that useless Googler. As a kid, I never tired of watching bombs being dropped from B17s on cities full of innocent people, or of seeing dead soldiers caked with mud caught up in barbed wire only a step away from the safety of the trench. Do you think that might have something to do with everything?
Side B mp3: