The members of Blanky would be like dogs to step on. Yeah, don’t worry, it’s just dogs. The scent of these sad puppies is on the nose of resentment and a mutual love for creating is the one thing covering their tracks. Suckers for lifestyles past and urban devitalization, Blanky abandoned their birthplace of Asheville, NC to be somewhere a little less perfect. They found no better a place to skip town to than Kansas City, Kansas. Their sound is a combination of elements encompassing folk-rock, garage, surf and 90’s alternative that will leave you lost in the languor left of a perfect day gone past. With the vocals and lyrics of lead songwriter Anthony Cunard at the forefront, their music conjures up scenes of a stereotypical Kansas summer; unending plains, smoky old pool halls and golden hour sunlight. While the soft/loud/soft dynamics of their songs may be a nod to the likes of The Pixies or The Breeders their roots are closer to less widely known acts such as Roland s. Howard or Charlie Megira. As underdogs championing a forgotten sound these sad pups are used to being alone but are not averse to an audience while howling at the moon.