#606: B is for Beach House

My music listeninghas become so obsessivethat one night I dreamabout the Beach House album. In the dream, the albumbecame like a movie I was watching. In fact, there was no music, just people doing things, saying things, none of which I can remember now, none of which had any connection to the band or the record, save thatthe image of theContinue reading “#606: B is for Beach House”