Twenty Years Of Treasures

You discover your friend writes the greatest wistful songs you’ve ever heard, finding her at a piano in an empty room in the theatre after the audience cleared out. She didn’t know you stayed an hour in the corner.

A group grounding in an enormous greenhouse when the temperature breaks and the cool summer afternoon breeze enters.

A devastating 1979 synth pop masterpiece.

Kick out the blues while you gaze at yr shoes.

Don’t sleep on this sublime Supergrass suite.

Start here, or try again some other time.

80s demos of the best 60s songs never written.

Let go into more than what you were taught.

Sunday School was weird, now what?

The Sgt Pepper of Sunshine Pop.

If you don’t get early R.E.M. you’ll get this.

How Did We Get Here? The Documenary Soundtrack.

Tropical nervous breakdown revelations.

A soundtrack for surviving suburbia.

Wash away the useless noise you’ve heard before with the beautiful noise you forgot about.

Making sense of what you can before sunrise.

Processing everything at the top of a lighthouse with digital gear and perfect afternoons.

Post-Woodstock love in a tidy Southern house.

A hard season through a Super 8 camera.

Whiskey that doesn’t leave you wallowing.

The last great record of the 80s.

Record store hopping on a rainy day.

All your go-to books next to the bed in a record.

Soundtrack for a storm warning.

The blisteringly beautiful sound of surrendering to the chaos.

Nashville Skyline meets Sweetheart Of The Rodeo.

The Byrds do country better than country does country.

The strongest Yacht Rock album that exists, if you don’t count Steely Dan’s Aja.

The other Pet Sounds, there I said it.

A non-depresso solo espresso.

Sublime 70s psych folk artefact.