So one of my new favorite bands is Windmill. I haven't even heard their new album yet, Puddle City Racing Lights, but the two tracks I have are sweet stuff. They sound what would happen if Win Butler married Wayne Coyne. If that makes any sense.
As a bonus, I've added a track from the Pipettes, one of the girliest, bounciest, most addictive bands ever.
Plastic Pre-Flight Seats
From Ben - 11.7.07