Okay, picture this: The immortal last words of Charles Foster Kane. “Rosebud …” Crash! The snow globe falls and breaks. Suddenly, The Rosebuds jump out of the shattered toy and start playing! Continue reading
Okay, picture this: The immortal last words of Charles Foster Kane. “Rosebud …” Crash! The snow globe falls and breaks. Suddenly, The Rosebuds jump out of the shattered toy and start playing! Continue reading
You know that melancholy guitar lick that conjures tumbleweeds and visions of a naked Helena Christensen courtesy of Chris Isaak’s “Wicked Game” video? The Rosebuds capture that Americana Gothic, think-I-just-fell-in-love-at-a-truckstop vibe on Loud Planes Fly Low while marrying that vintage flavor with an indie infusion—and without succumbing to cheesy warbling. Continue reading
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