If there is an antidote for these times that serves as a lift, a reminder that all politics are personal and in the personal there is hope, this record is the one for me in 2025. The real estate of our souls has no room for ill working agents. The hearts that don’t beat to be purchased, heads with teeth built right in for emergencies, those are my kind. I will be damned if I am not seeing angel wings form on itty bitty cat haunches, halos on Irish Setters, golden auras spilling all over the sidewalk that used to be darkened shadows of passers by, I mean like, every time that I play this record out the front door this happens. Pick it up at an independent record store or an independent distributor and use daily, as directed. Pure Candy.
Jad’s installation of paper cuttings and drawings opens today at Space 1026 in Philadelphia and runs through March 28th!