Singer Alaina Moore said she channelled her inner Karen Carpenter on this one, an ode to her personal anxiety. And while it is gorgeously imbued with KC’s immaculate heartbreak, it also brings to mind both Saint Etienne and Todd Rundgren, which is to say it’s melodic and completely swoonworthy and could be timestamped anywhere from 1972- now. It’s off Tennis’s forthcoming ep “We Can Die Happy”, and is seriously one of the finest songs these guys have ever done.
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