Soul Glo’s Songs To Yeet At The Sun was released a couple of whiles ago but I was reminded of it recently by some mentions in a few places that usually bring my increasingly unhip awareness to new-ish things. Often I shoo those flashes away for later but when those things hit the review section at Pitchfork then I know I’m fucking up to see something as ferocious as this record via the grimy underworld where waxing academic about mediocre bedroom folk records is somehow okay. Listen to this song, buy the record, and read the goddamn lyrics.
