It’s election day in the UK, so good luck to everyone over there. Having lived overseas for too long, they don’t give people like me the vote anymore so it’s up to everyone who can vote to vote wisely.
I do not know how you have managed to survive without me. Put a brave face on it? Good on you. That is the spirit. No time for words. Just flagrant misrepresentation. I remain surprised that men consider themselves qualified enough to make music, the way the penis gets in the way of the fretboard. I was […]
By Scott Creney Just so you know, I had CB’s lawyers (lawyer, singular, who are we kidding?) give this a quick readthrough to make sure I wasn’t disclosing too much information, but I figured a very, very small number of people might want an explanation before I started writing about music again—where have I been, […]
Play Life Cycle Of A Massive Star every morning for a week. If it doesn’t change the way you see the world, play it again. If after a month you haven’t gotten any results, accept that you are a corpse that someone forgot to bury.
Movement is an auditory feast. It’s no Bob Dylan but then John Lennon was no Kraftwerk, you know what I mean?
Is it Gem’s frozen nature that makes me feel encased in glass? Or is it my own detachment that keeps me from finding a way in?
Shields is a city album. It functions as a nice urban version of Fleet Foxes — a sound born out of concrete rather than forests, glass instead of rivers, subways instead of trails.
This is what it feels like to be alive in 2012 — connected to everything and more isolated than ever.
Keep your ears tuned to the small towns. The future of music is living in South Dakota.
If this is ambient then it is surly ambient, background music that won’t do as it’s told.