Earlier this summer Sara from Hometapes and I drove up into the hills behind L.A.'s Griffith Park at dusk armed with a six pack of tallboys and a CD-R containing the upcoming, self-titled, Megafaun record. Never one to sit still, the band has once again turned yet another stylistic corner incorporating swaths of new sounds and influences. The results are a heady mix. I'll try and steer away from gross hyperbole only to say . . .
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