Beat Happening was one of those indie revelations that tore the cover off the production layers and wankery of 1980s rock and pop musics, hearkened back to the punk rock D.I.Y. sensibility, and had this absolutely bracing early summer/late fall longing--was it the open chords, the slapdash drums, the childlike vocals? Listening to "Indian Summer," arguably one of the best nuggets of indie pop ever, I am reminded why I continue to indulge my childish ways in poetry and music.
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