Sometimes looks can be deceiving, and I fully admit to judging those books by their covers on more than one occasion (a day). But being narrow-minded and judgmental can sometimes pay off in the form of surprises when you least expect them. Insert Ben S. and his band of merry men now known as Lord Huron here.
Fully expecting something beachy and mellow when clicking play for the first time, I was pleasantly surprised to have my ears berated with a jam that makes me want to do the Umteyo around a campfire with some Amakwenkwe peeps in Ghana. Or, in the least watch some people do that spinny-hippie dance in some white sand somewhere.
Check it below.