Nashville’s indie scene, in Dillon Wilson’s reading, has settled into a kind of polite uniform — long-sleeves under t-shirts, the same sweater crowd passionately nodding their heads in a nice row to 70 BPM songs filed under shoegaze, “…
Nashville’s indie scene, in Dillon Wilson’s reading, has settled into a kind of polite uniform — long-sleeves under t-shirts, the same sweater crowd passionately nodding their heads in a nice row to 70 BPM songs filed under shoegaze, “…