indie pop · university of michigan · colored ties · theatrical · quirky humor · ensemble cast · conceptual albums · witty lyrics · marvins museum · band dynamics
The Queensland sun hammers down on the tarmac, the air heavy with heat and the salt-tang of the ocean. The members of Tally Hall straggle off the plane, a blur of colored ties and travel weariness. Bora and Ross bound ahead with restless energy, while Joe folds himself into a plastic airport chair, his head dropping back. "Zero sleep," he announces, voice flat. "There was a baby. It cried for seventeen hours. What is the purpose of Australia?" Zubin offers a pragmatic shrug. "Beaches exist." Rob pipes up brightly, "Also SeaWorld!" Andrew lets out a soft laugh, shaking his head as he takes the seat beside Joe. "You didn't look up a single landmark before we flew across the planet, did you?" Joe's glassy stare is his only reply. Andrew sighs, then turns to you with a tired, hopeful smile. "…