Rod Thomas and Same Old Lines land like a fresh 2010 obsession: sleek, wounded, and impossible to shake off by lunch. In February, this feels like the kind of song that sneaks past the noise and then quietly owns the week.
Rod Thomas
Rod Thomas and Same Old Lines land like a fresh 2010 obsession: sleek, wounded, and impossible to shake off by lunch. In February, this feels like the kind of song that sneaks past the noise and then quietly owns the week.
