There have been a couple of ways to make yourself feel old this week. The first was to download FaceApp to your phone and use it to gaze into the void of your own mortality, a depressing prediction of what the future will bring. The second way to feel old this week was to listen […]
Vivian Girls are the guv’nesses, same way Ramones were once the guv’ners.
This song is so great I cannot (and do not want to) find it in my heart to resist it
As the final notes of the final song of the night fade out, the band exits stage left. Exiting stage left was never going to be the option taken by Fucked Up’s lead singer, ol’ Pink Eyes himself, Damian Abraham, who instead leaves the stage via the front barrier. For someone who typically spends a […]
The opening song sounds like My Bloody Valentine. You may well be enthused by this prospect and you may well not be. Either way it does not matter. What matters is the personal connection you make with the music… does it reach you somewhere deep inside? Does it help you cope with your daily struggle, […]
By Alexis Late Sometimes I don’t feel like being challenged by music. I want to escape into the wistful longing of Frankie Cosmos, or swim in the gentle heartbreak of Waxahatchee. I close my eyes and wallow in the miserable beauty that infuses in me like a mellowing tea. Each song is a sliver of […]
I’m feeling fuzzy this evening. The meds must rilly be kickin’ in. Fuzzy and warm and like I’d been out huggin’ with the ladies. This morning I was feeling fuzzy too. I keep havin’ this same dream about a house, an apartment – with some weird secret passage that leads over the roofs, and an empty […]