I’ve always loved sports, and this record is my folk rock love letter to the role sports have played (heh) in my family, in finding friends in fan communities, and in lessons and memories and love …
… and it’s also my hate letter to toxic competition, the military-industrial complex, perfectionism, global capital, and sportswashing.
(Is a hate letter a thing? Don’t answer that)
“Let me grow straight and tall like a tree
or let me grow crooked
if that’s the shape I must be.”
“ste(a)l —> ground”