The compass of my heart…

So…

This dropped.

It’s that guy again.

In my head the color scheme of the album cover is totally a reference to Red Vs Blue.

Because that’s how my brain works—mashing together all my unhealthy obsessions fixations into one all-inclusive fandom.

I always have these extensive essays built up in my head when it comes to writing about music (new or otherwise), but when I sit down to put it on paper screen, the words fail.

Par for the course.

I love this guy.

He’s the most played artist in my iTunes library.

He’s the reason we drove over 1,800 miles round-trip to see a concert in another state. (I mean it was TRAIN so it was practically a no-brainer anyway, but the combination of the two pushed me off the cliff.)

He’s freaking adorable and shamelessly dorky. He’s a talented songwriter and musician. He’s a fantastic performer. And he really loves his fans.

My deep-rooted emotional attachment to music is particularly strong with this one.

He’s also going on tour with O.A.R. this fall and—surprise, surprise—they are NOT playing anywhere near here. (Alas there will be no road-tripping. Although if AG were playing the OAR Red Rocks show, I would probably be desperate enough to WALK to Colorado.) Also I’d be willing to bet cash money if they were going to play here, it would be at the Myth or some equally horseshit choice of venue with general-admission-standing-room-only. Because THAT’S WHERE THEY ALWAYS PLAY HERE. Life is hard, yo.

Time to add another 7,000 plays to last.fm.

What?

You think I’m kidding?

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Andy Grammer

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