Lookit, I know the whole “streaming music is amazeballs/remember when you had to wait by the radio for your favorite song to play so you could record it to cassette” thing is well-worn territory. I mean shit, that ground is covered with red Solo cups and used condoms.
Still, I get blood-exploding-in-my-veins happy when I think about a song that I haven’t heard in a while and I know all I have to do is type “grooveshark [name of song]” into Google and the only thing standing between me and listening to that song on repeat for the next hour is a simple click of the top hit on the results page.
I find the songs of An Horse and Iron On to be indistinguishable from each other.