Versese are good. Choruses sometimes, often, can be even better. But then there’s that exclusive club of very special songwriters who can do all those things but can take it to the next level and also nail a pre-chorus and a middle eight. A pre-chorus being its own part but also effortlessly elevating the verse […]
If I wanted some beefy, macho shithead to yell at me, I’d join the Marines. Or call my fucking dad.
Fucked Up is the kind of band that makes me wish I were in their band.
“But this Fado music! That’s some beautiful sad bastard stuff, yes?”
Woah, what the? Fucked Up? Monochrome?