Now that I've gone beyond not caring who produces Pixies albums (or even knowing) into the modern world of Dalgety skepticism I'm thinking about going back to Indy Cindy to see or hear if there's some hidden Pixies magic that I might have missed? before the era of digital monoculture took over..
It's such a bad album title or even a title for anything that is - it's not even an album it's a series of mediocre vinyl EP releases and should be named as such - The No Deal or whatever the fuck.. but "Indy Cindy"?
Convince me without convincing me to relisten to this failed Pixies album
I'm just going to listen to it some day from beginning to end - as the album it never felt like it was due to stuff - out in the middle of the country under the blazing heat of the sun as there is to be a heatwave all week (and it's already starting to feel too warm to sleep tonight)