grandson

Sometimes noise and frustration are all you need and grandson delivers it in spades."Eulogy" is the existential crisis that hits at the bar. It's the spilled beer on purpose, the leather jacket on fire, and a cigarette dropping in slow motion. Every now and then a track comes through, that isn't my everyday listen, but continues to grip my brain for days after."Eulogy" is that track, a scathing anxiety attack that hits you with a neon grunge fist, gives you a beer, and asks you how your life is going, nose bleeding, and alt-rock blaring in your ear.grandson is frustration incarnate, and we all need to get a bit angry every now and then.