Hey! I’m writing from the middle of the best place in the world (no, not Fishtown), this place is in your mind, nay your brain even. It’s the place where you first stumble upon a new, hertetofore unknown band that you know will become a new fixture in your life, inspiring many wrist-straining instances of up-turning the dial - at least for those of us who still turn dials. The culprits this time are the Waxwings, a band I had always imagined sounding like Tindersticks or someone as artily mopey. But instead they are smacking me sideways with hooks like Robbie the Robot and just enough warm Americana to soothe my tiny heart. All due respect to the countless musicians who work so hard to achieve a dream, but there’s just so much mediocre, uninspiring music out there that it’s an uplifting experience to find something like this.