In this skip-and-stride ode to inebriation (and, yes, the glorious morning after), The Bernadettes attack an ages-old motif with a primal, jokey-but-not-hokey energy. Different people, different drunks. The same can be said of recovery (or of unshackling from spirits) and its remembering: the guilt pangs, the gnawing regret, the clarity that barely beats the bell. [...]
Raise A Glass To This New Track From The Bernadettes
