I seem to have been tongue-tied for the last half of last year; I couldn’t find the words. So I’ve only just got round to writing about these beauties from 2013, some of the fifty or so tracks I’d collected and had intended to prune into a Best Of… I’m not going to write about […]
The worst thing about end of year polls is that they all come out in early December, which is hilarious because that means nobody got to talk about one of the best albums of the year. The Beyoncé album, called Beyoncé, was released with no fanfare, no reviews, and no warning. It then became one […]
Time for one final list from 2013 (barring any straggling best-of lists), the all-important most read articles of the year. 1. Secret Memo Regarding Nirvana’s ‘In Utero’ Reissue Leaked People not only like to read the same story over and over again, they demand it. Our job is to retell the story, to reinforce the […]
2013 is finally over and I hope I never have to look back on it past this point. I can say now this has been the most dreadful of all my years knocking me down constantly as I come to terms with a divorce and try to pull myself back up and hope for motivation […]
Disclaimer: this is self-indulgent, but it has a bearing on my choices. You know the monster balloon in The Prisoner – Rover? Well just lately, there’s been an intermittent ball of sad (or anxiety or both) hovering nearby, just in my line of sight. Sometimes it’s come so close it’s jumped inside me, a tight […]
I’m really glad that I took my goddamn time putting together this list, because the mad dash to the finish line that has so many music journalism/criticism outlets cranking out their year-end roundups earlier & earlier in a vain attempt to one-up their peers would more than likely leave this one in the dust.
Ohhh, Charlotte. How I adore thee. I hear this and I want to be up on deck with you, scouring the seven seas with your bad pirate self.
Man, what a crazy goddamned year. Not the music, the music was great.
Everett True’s 100 Favourite Songs of 2013. Yes, one hundred, and every last fucking song is genius.
Maybe that’s why I’m increasingly turning to Tasmania. I know what it’s like to be ignored.