I want to hear Seven Forty Seven on stadium-sized speakers. Of all the boc songs, I feel that one begs to be played the loudest. Like as loud as an actual 747 loud.
And I'm still cool to wait patiently for this next album. Magic isn't made overnight, or even over several years in this case. Perhaps the band has delved deeper into a particular mental rabbit-hole than ever before and the quality of the work will reflect the time and dedication well-spent.
I seriously can't wait just to see the cover, and I'm really curious as to what the themes will be this time around.
And most importantly, I'm totally prepared to make up my own mind about it by tuning out the endless internet trolls that so rule online conversations these days.