Now, you could ask either of us how much we love Montreal's The Stills, and we'd go on and on for a considerable amount of time. If you'd like to test this, simply ask. Each album is a new sound, always better than the last (minus Without Feathers)(It was good but Dave can't sing)(He sang nearly every song on the album)(
anyways). They're great to their fans, have songs featured on both television shows and television commercials, and are even the face of John Varvatos for H&M. But, to be completely honest, Tim Fletcher, lead singer of The Stills, is really why we love The Stills. Him and his greasy slicked back hair, and his lovingly blue eyes, and his perfect smile, his slight French accent, and that black denim jacket he always wears. It was just over a week ago that I had a long and lengthy dream that I was Mrs. Fletcher. Too bad I wasn't dreaming of the wedding night (wink wink ha-ha). Little did we know that while we're having not sure pure dreams about him, he's on the other side of Canada dreaming of one of the uglier people in the world, Alexander Ovechkin. I wonder if he dreams his wet dreams in French or English...
Anyways, Timmy Fletcher wrote this affectionate, more than a bromance love song about Ovechkin.
http://www.chartattack.com/media/audio/81225/charttrack-tim-fletcher-of-the-stills-alexander-ovechkin
What a work of true, original art. Indie at it's best. Out of all the men in the world, Ovechkin? Why not fellow French Canadian Georges St-Pierre, or sexy comedian Daniel Tosh? Who wants to picture Tim Fletcher with anyone, let alone Ovechkin. At least be open about your bromosexual relationship with someone doesn't look like he's had every inch of his body beaten with a anvil (looks are all that matter in life). He just took a breather from recording the new album, and came up with this, and it's actually pretty good! He got the tradition Russian sound down perfect. Dave is probably the one who deserves the credit though.
Enjoy.
Love,
B
J