One of those things happened to me this morning that really makes me smile. My dad recommended a band to me that I hadn't heard of. And they're good (and, incidentally, if I'd have been at Glastonbury I could've seen them live).
I'm not surprised he likes them though, their sound really is his proverbial cup of tea. Another reason I'd be proud to take him to Bestival with me in September. Although he'd have to leave the fluorescent pink polo shirt & lace up (but undone) boy-band boots at home. You can only be so cool on the inside to pull that off.
Little Dragon - Ritual Union (Live at Glastonbury 2011)
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