Peep the stitching on the collar and pockets of this Death to Tennis raincoat. Reminiscent of your favorite bucket that you cant afford's brim, yeah? FIRE. Death to Tennis may sound like the name of a band that has your favorite song on the soundtrack to a movie that you feel like you identify with more than most. It's a movie generally about nothing, but really everything. There are enigmatic characters and really pretty shots of daily life in a small subsection of the city. The song plays at a very innocuous point in the plot and the scene it scores doesn't really advance anything, it's just a little interstitial shot of, like, a bookshelf. All that or just a rad Long Island emo band you used to bump in 8th grade. Instead of both those things, Death to Tennis makes dope $920 raincoats.
