My experience with the university town of Manchester, England is about as reductive as you can go without sounding like a complete outsider, or buffoon (take your pick). Links are few but pictures of students punting about the River Cam, Slyvia Plath’s motionless head in an oven, Nick Drake’s plaintive folk music, Pink Floyd, and Robyn Hitchcock don’t provide a particularly happy or fair picture of the place. Beyond that, in the contemporary realm there’s Muse and you know they love to sing about apocalypse don’t they? Just to make sure, I’m not slighting any of these people or Cambridge itself (well, maybe Muse just a little). I’m just setting up the dark and beautiful mood for Fuzzy Lights’ debut album. You know, they call it the introduction and this one is getting way too long. Continue Reading