I woke up this morning, didn't recognize the man in the mirror
Then I laughed, and I said, "Oh, silly me, that's just me"
Then I proceeded to brush some stranger's teeth
But they were my teeth, and I was weightless
Just quiverin' like some leaf come in the window of a restroom.

-- Pretty Pimpin', Kurt Vile

Kurt Vile, former lead guitarist for the War On Drugs, made his stoner stream-of-consciousness rap into a decent living with his band, The Violators, playing internationally in venues as varied as Glastonbury, to the Fillmore Club in his home base of Philadelphia. This song, Pretty Pimpin', ended up on a list of Obama's favorite songs when it came out. Ryan Leas:

Kurt Vile — the beloved and reliable purveyor of a hazy, zoned-out, weirdo brand of classicist rock — is back with his first album in four years. His first release for Verve after a fruitful stint with Matador, (watch my moves) finally arrives this week, supplying a whole of Kurt Vile-ness after that long wait. While Vile’s stuck to the same core sound he’s been refining and turning over a few years, there’s something about (watch my moves) that feels quintessentially him. Maybe it’s that he made a good chunk of it at home, thus returning to an older style of recording for him; maybe it’s the fact the album languidly sprawls out over 15 tracks until it feels like a long, deep hang.