I’m driving up to Asbury to meet the band in their recording studio. I don’t really know what to expect, but when the door is pushed open and I see the mess of equipment crammed into one tiny room, it feels absolutely right. Scott hands me a copy of their long-awaited album The Blackpool Letters. My fingertips want to rip the plastic off the 5.5” x 5” cardboard package and finally hear all twelve (or thirteen) tracks. But I practice patience as I slip the band’s first record into my bag; I want everyone to see what I see, so we have to take care of this first….
Check out Jersey Shore Metro Mix review of The Blackpool Letters here.