Collapse Board celebrated its seventh birthday yesterday. To celebrate, here’s the 25 most read articles over those seven years. Enjoy! 1. Shut up about Kreayshawn being Racist – Kelly McClure In the last few days I’ve gotten into two very intense debates via Facebook about whether or not Kreayshawn is a racist. Naturally Facebook would be […]
Wayward Lee Reports To Base: A Blog, A “Band”, The Foxygen Massacre, A Crippling Crush, And Some Nice Chats (11/16 – 3/17)
Howdy, guys. If you’ve been paying attention to Collapse Board at all, you’ll note that I haven’t been here lately. I wish I could say that I’ve been trotting the globe in the five-month interim, questing for loot and slaying fiends. Alas, no, I’ve only been writing for three other outlets – one of those […]
2015 was a disappointing year of so many follow-up albums and anticipated new releases that just didn’t live up to expectations. 2016 may have been a terrible year in many respects, but for new music, it was a winner. Here’s a selection (in no particular order) of some of my favourite albums from the year. […]
Above: The righteous and super-smart TEEN. Photo by Hannah Whitaker. I had a very dreary introduction here when I started writing this article. It involved despair about the US, physical and mental fatigue from my job, more despair for the UK, and similar nagging thoughts. I tried to deny the purging effect that music can […]
[I haven’t been gone. You just stopped paying attention.] Fine lines are everywhere you look: under X-acto knives, beside rulers, tied to fishing poles, and also between two opposing concepts that could easily bleed into each other. Here’s one, a hair of a line between brilliance and banality. If you asked USA Nails to walk […]
Future Of The Left play their annual January heatwave show at The Zoo, with support from Turnpike and Damn Terran.
If you give it a seven out of a ten you will die EVEN MORE ALONE than the rest of us
Another year passes by! Another year filled with wonderful life affirming music, and yet another year with tepid uninspired lists filled with background music and exercises in mediocrity.
This song is more infectious than Jeff Goldblum’s laptop in Independence Day