faann, as in fan-ny

i realize i've already given a recommendation for september but if i could scream about this band from the rooftops, i would; megaphone in hand bastardizing the songs while i try to sing them with a (poorly done) scottish brogue.

i don't know what i'd do without BIRP. i think i'd still be listening to the suggestions i read about in rollingstone (nothing wrong with that BUT...).

frightened rabbit should be nominated for a grammy, a british mtv music award... fuck i'd give them a juno. they need to be recognized as brilliant GENIUSES. i think i've listened to 'swim until you can't see land' like ninety times in the last week. 'the wrestle' is amazing; the ochestration and the lyrics are married in this earnest, almost raw kind of way. the music is earnest. there's no pretentious autotune, nothing. AND I FUCKING LOVE IT ALL. love love love love love.

the scottish accent certainly helps this. i won't lie.
fyi... 'ungh' material. that accent is a heat guided missile to my lady bits. phew.

so my second recommendation for the month of september is frightened rabbit

if you're interested take a gander at these:

swim until you can't see land
keep yourself warm
the wrestle
set you free