Memory Cassette

I love discovering new music and I hope that never stops.

Spending a sickly Monday at home and hearing another wave of strange weather brewing outside, I've been listening to the sweet, detached sounds of something called Memory Cassette. There's no band photo and their MySpace only lists them as being from New Jersey (which makes me think of two things: goth-girls who worship Robert Smith....and well, The Boss).

For the record, nothing about Grizzly Bear interests me. Same goes for Vivian Girls. And hey, while we're at it, I hate The Decemberists.

Music like Memory Cassette is what makes me want to keep making music. It seems to come from a world where music is only recorded between the hours of midnight and 6am. Where the absence of morals and jobs make more way for tongue kisses, stiff drinks, clove cigarettes, and messy bedrooms.

myspace.com/memorycassette