Evidently, James Joyce's clothes were always in hopeless disrepair. His buttons were loose, and his seams were splitting. But despite the physical state of his clothes, someone remarked in Mary Colum's oral history of Joyce that he was the best dressed man anywhere he went. There was something about the way that clothes hung from his shoulders and hips that made people believe that he was better dressed than he actually was.
The Super Vacations have managed to accomplish the same thing in "The Void" from their newest 7'', Henry. This song is a dapper suit made out of Hawaiian shirts and flower petals. But you don't really notice the gently psychedelic flavor of the song because you're watching it swagger around the room in its polished Chelsea boots. I miss the sandals and boardshorts of their debut LP, but this little gem has me hypnotized.
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