B-LINES: Self-titled

From time to time, I’ve been known to drink a little too much. Sometimes it happens at a show, often with mixed results. Vancouver’s B-Lines came to town and what do you know? I was jumping around having a blast; then before you know it, passing out in a corner (give me a break, I came straight from a wedding!). In the morning I woke up and had this record. Choppy, spastic and snottier than you thought possible. I am in love with this record! Even when I haven’t had a drink, listening to this makes feel like I’m drunkenly careening through the pit on a crash course with FUN! I also have to thank my dear Elise for making sure that my drunk ass bought the record and got me home safe!

 –ty (Deranged)