So, Macrock is this weekend and it got me thinking about the first time I came to one, in 2004. My then girlfriend at the time and I, drove down from school on Long Island for a few simple reasons. To see Converge, Wesley Willis, some band that sounded like the Faint that my girlfriend knew, to get away from Juicy sweatpants for a few days, and to hang with my sister and drink beer. I remember the ride down was completely monopolized by that Postal Service record. And in some way, this William Fitzsimmons track kinda brings me back to that vibe. Albeit, a bit more melancholy...the earnestness is still there.