“I wanted to humanize the computer, show its dynamism. I see myself as an aesthetician of emotionalism. If people see me in my johnnie, maybe they can see all the heart I’m pouring into this machine.”
The top two percent of indie music history is remembered and the median is just disregarded.
I would never treat my guitar like I treat my boyfriends. It means more to me than that.
A night of playing with sound and song, experimental but structured and beautiful
We watched 1991: The Year Punk Broke on videotape. The boys asked me to sing, I never did. I preferred staying hidden behind my instrument with my short dresses.
It was supper time and the birds was tilting.
How to Distract Yourself from Making Art, or “Did You Read That Article?”
I loved going to Jesus Lizard shows as much as any other teenaged alt-punk guy in the 90s, but David Yow always had such a glorious element of beautiful fagginess to what he did.
They’re Joy Division and they’re being treated like they’re Skrewdriver. Perhaps they’ve brought it on themselves, but I think it’s a pity.
So what does this tell us? That I still have a musical bone in my body? That we all reference from the familiar? That nothing is new? To my mind, it’s all about telling something true. And therein lies the spark.
Perhaps The Go-Betweens are planning on reforming, with Everett filling the role of Grant McLennan?
And the call? It’s OK to be you. The freaks, the nerds, the outcasts. The last ones picked, the ones never picked. Fuck! There’s power in that.
Nothing’s more heartbreaking than being reminded of a time when you thought you had a future, even if it was a no-future, fuck-everybody, gonna-die by the time I’m 30 kinda future.
Animal Collective was like if a 10-year-old made a batch of E and forced you to take it even though you wanted to take a nap instead.
The true sound of the UK, the true folk music of our time. Not a fuckin’ Alt-J fan among them and none of them are gonna end up running a fkn dairy-farm
Another year passes by! Another year filled with wonderful life affirming music, and yet another year with tepid uninspired lists filled with background music and exercises in mediocrity.
By Lawrence English These Things That Made My Ears Alive In 2012
Whether you’re a vampire, you do not want a history lesson and a list of effects that you want the magical world of mouth.
I am posting it in the spirit of untied shoes, unrealistic demands, indecipherable lyrics, and inarticulate rage.
The set should last no longer than 20 minutes, or shorter if they should become tiresome.
Desertshore is intricate and sonically interesting, yet it remains at times curiously passionless
I need to consume the right stuff. Maybe if I consume enough of the right stuff then finally I’ll understand. Maybe I should buy myself a book or something?
“Music fans have to stop being so fucking menopausal” | An interview about teens, emos, chavs, music
Subcultures stop being creative as soon as they become aware of themselves as subcultures.