One of my stupidest hobbies is pronouncing various things the “The [insert thing] of the summer,” such as saying “Whitney’s Light Upon the Lake is the album of the summer” or “Tim Duncan highlight videos are the emotion porn of the summer.” So last Wednesday when I tried Southerleigh’s Koalas, Cockerel Spaniels and Unicorns, a cucumber and tamarind-laden riff […]
