Homefield Pine Tree Disco Radius

Apologies for the delay in communication, it has been a busy several weeks. The gamma ray nectar fruits have blossomed into full agitation, while the thick heat wave plunderous clouds continue to dump threatening glances. Full prospects of motorcycles, South Korean meanderings and Western explorations have continued to float on in the midst of mild-mannered distortions. Beck's history is being investigated from the pages of an out-of-date book found in the dusty attic, which has become a temporary home to one of the nations finest underachievers. Long sprints on the two-wheeled monster have inspired conversations of reversing Laura Secord's run on wheels with bbq stops and backcountry hill-bombing. The age turning is almost upon us and new pages will turn on old books carrying discarded scars and fresh air. Let the banana tune you into the discarded wasteland of the rusty television racket. Scrape together enough coins to jingle your way across the water, and insult your better judgement with praises to the moon-king.

Rocking out