Black Vinyl
Three Man Cannon’s music has always felt personal. Its original lineup has endured throughout a decade that has dispersed its members between Scranton, Philadelphia, and New York, and seen each circulate in and out of other bands. They haven’t all lived in the same place since high school; hours-long road trips are necessary for practice and writing. The result, then, is a labor of love: each song is a snapshot of something intimate, a necessary expression of the longing, frustration, hope, and disappointment that characterizes impeding adulthood.
