Beach House’s Music Is About Escape
I like Beach House. The older records hold up, they seem to have the strength of resisting time. At their best moments Beach House transcend, pushing aside labels and cliché they touch upon white-hot moments of feeling and the spaces between. And just to go back on that earlier point, Beach House have been around […]
The name “Viet Cong” So this year, we watched as a band named after an off-hand racist comment rose on the charts. They’ll no doubt crop up on bunches of more positive lists this month, even after colleges like Oberlin barred them from playing. Sang Nguyen, a writer at Impose and also a second-generation Vietnamese-American, […]
Future music fans will look back on this era and wonder what our fucking problem was. By then all the derivative filler & trustfund-funded garbage clogging up our ears will have disappeared and only the great stuff will be left. There’s so much of it, an embarrassment of riches compared to, say, 1995, or […]
Dum Dum Girls had a massive year — the Coke Zero of the indie world. You know, same taste as the original formula but not as filling.
Sparky, desperate, rough-edged, delirium-fuelled, defiant, shouty boy pop. There’s a place for it, you know.
2012. I’m not going to lie to you, it’s been a shit year in terms of my personal life.
After five listens, I’m still not sure this music even exists. It’s that ephemeral, a shimmery mirage that’s every bit as substantial, every bit as nourishing, and every bit as empty, as the image suggests.
Sex, drugs, more sex, more drugs, each song details another night of Bacchanalian excess with no redemption in sight. Are you ready to party?
It’s the difference between internet porn and actual sex, between Beavis and Bolaño, amusement and art.