Sometimes you come across an album and know that you’ve found a missing piece of your soul. So it was when a friend played “My Last Trip to Baltimore” for me, I knew right away that this album would be a future daily selection. The distinctive sound of late ‘90s emo-rock is somewhat nostalgic for anyone who was in high school around then. That, combined with a surprising cameo background vocal on the song that may or may not be by wife, made this choice inevitable. She somehow knew that this would be a delightful surprise for me and was saving it for a special occasion, which was certainly correct. It’s like a time capsule of turn-of-the-century Williamsport, PA and its thriving independent music scene.
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