The Drums' debut record will make you wanna surf and hang out outside all day and strum the hours away with your bros and chicks on your old acoustic while drinking a Corona on the beach - if you couldn't tell by it's name, this album is an attempt to capture the glory of halcyon summer days that blend endlessly into night then repeat, if only forever. I can't believe it's fucking snowing in Newark...
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