A somewhat nostalgic look at rediscovered classics. The only rule is that each recording be at least ten years old. This is our comfort music. Brought to you by Pel, raven + crow studio, and friends.
It's a Shame About Ray

LEMONHEADS_ADMAT BASICThe albums you listen to in your first car hold a sacred place in your heart.

It’s a Shame About Ray by the Lemonheads will forever remind me of my navy blue Chevy Corsica name Grover, driving through the valley (Cuyahoga Valley National Park—not, like, THE Valley San Fernando) and my high school crew.

When the grunge scene hit my town, high school was still very much like The Breakfast Club. There were well defined clicks: jocks, burnouts, nerds, preps and us, the alternafucks. No joke. We were the kids who hung out at college coffee shops, dyed our hair unnatural colors, and got our faces pierced.

Listening to It’s a Shame About Ray always makes me feel cool. I may not be, I may never have been, but that’s not what matters. What matters is that feeling you get from the freedom of your first car + music that feels like it was written just for you + finding the people in life who let you be you and love you for it.

Lemonheads - Rudderless
Guest Contributor: April Fleming, originally from the Rubber City, has lived in Brooklyn, NY, San Francisco, CA, and a few towns in between. She is a visual merchandiser, stylist, and music junkie. She currently resides in the Lowcountry and is working on not cussing during yoga class and perfecting her Bloody Mary making skills.