God, how I hated reading about Wavves: Wavves this, Wavves that, Wavves has some kind of mental breakdown, Wavves gets 31 women pregnant, Wavves jacks Jay Reatard's band, etc. I hate the web's infatuation with the young and tender Nathan Williams, but nevertheless; I fell into the trap. I mean how could you not! The newly released King Of The Beach was the only thing I could listen to this summer! I actually had withdrawals from the record when I wouldn't listen to it. It was pretty much the only thing that put me in a good mood. You should listen to the jam Linus Spacehead. It's all about flying, being god, or taking madd acid.
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