Upstream Color is as convincing an argument as any that genius can only be appreciated, never understood.
Very short reviews of music and cheap wine, but not on Twitter, because fuck that shit.
Upstream Color is as convincing an argument as any that genius can only be appreciated, never understood.
Hello Sadness by Los Campesinos! is the sound of the self-involved emotional apocalypse that is living as though life were written like poetry
I can’t think of a review of the new Das Racist album more sophisticated or nuanced than, “HOLY FUCK THE NEW DAS RACIST ALBUM IS FUCKING AWESOME”.
Love is a Drug by Eskimo Joe is pretty clear evidence that the reason each of their songs sucks more than the last is that they’re trying to create a Quantum Vacuum Collapse
Just the price alone of a bottle of Whispers Cabernet Sauvignon (two dollars and seventy-four cents) was enough to trigger my gag reflex, a promise upon which the wine itself delivered remarkably
Goddamnit, who the fuck keeps letting the Red Hot Chili Peppers release music?
Unite Us by Pnau sounds like TISM making a joke about The Arcade Fire
Super is like if you took a superhero movie and put it through the “mumblecore” and “psychosis” filters in Final Cut
The Big Roar by The Joy Formidable is The Fucking Business
All Survivors Pack > All Eternals Deck
Is evidence that human creative endeavour peaked in 1981, and that everything since has just been so much pointless sound and fury.
Is an old and dear friend that secretly hates you and wants to ruin your life, but damn if you won’t enjoy it.
Babybird’s new album, Ex-Maniac, is everything that 1996 promised and more.
Love And Other Drugs is maybe the best film to feature the Spin Doctors’ Two Princes since So I Married an Axe Murderer, depending on how you define “maybe” and “best”.
Listening through some albums I missed in the last couple of years, it occurs to me that Architecture in Helsinki got awful really fucking quickly.
