From the “I’ve never heard them; are they good? Oh! Good God! They’re great!” impromptu photo-pit dance party at Mess with Texas during SXSW to the “I slept in a swimming pool last night but I’m still jumping up and down with glee when Islands play” Coachella glory, I think I love Islands.

It was lovely to finally see them at their own show, even though the age of the audience made me feel really old and I’d somehow (quite mysteriously; suggestions on a postcard or the back of an envelope to the usual coordinates, please) dried out my contact lenses so much that taking pictures was physically painful.

Also, they reminded me that I do like music and I do like taking pictures and I do like my friends and I do think white shoes with black jeans are a trend I can appreciate. Thank you, Islands.

(For Prefix, which has fancy new watermarks that I quite enjoy.)

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