“I’d much rather have a minute of awkward silence than me asking people how their night went. Awkward silence has way more to do with the music we’re playing than casual banter”
It’s this insecurity with my place in the world that leads me to hang on to culture like a bible
Don’t allow Scott-Heron’s expansive genius to be whittled down to who it influenced. Instead, approach it as necessary in its own right.
Thus, Ms. Rikki, the following list of 12 cults far better to cultivate than the cult that Cults’ Cults will inevitably inculcate
If you like museum pieces, by all means pick this album up.
Helplessness Blues is 50 minutes of laments for one’s self in the face of shifting uncertainty, framed in endless soothing harmonies, an opiate of sighs.
So, Rikki, here’s your Logic 101 homework done for you. Easy A.
They’re not afraid to make an album that whispers.
There’s nothing like a three-minute spoken word intro to set the blood racing. There’s nothing like a space-birth scene to really get those dance muscles pumping.
I’m sure this album came out two or three years ago in the UK. Maybe not. You lose track of time here. Anyway, it’s just being issued in Australia, and seeing as how a) I love it, and b) The Vine have commissioned me to write a review, I thought I’d post this song here. […]