Fuzzy AmRep-style cassingle from a couple dorks from New York, New York. Some guy named Ryan gets credit for “Levels.” I gotta say, the actual levels for these two soundalike songs are pretty fucked. But what are you gonna do, sometimes there’s not a lot to eat in the kitchen, and you make a sandwich from leftovers and awkward condiments. That’s a metaphor, for you superstars who just scrunched up your faces in confusion.
Crammm
--Somebody, not Lester Bangs though
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