Everett True’s 100 Favourite Songs of 2013. Yes, one hundred, and every last fucking song is genius.
Maybe that’s why I’m increasingly turning to Tasmania. I know what it’s like to be ignored.
Fuck’s sake. Where have all the men gone? Do men even make music any more?
Why do music fans have to be so reductionist. Does everyone HAVE to think the same way?
Basically, Sarah’s dick has a lot of room for sucking.
There’s a whole hidden musical village here that you know nothing about.
The nastiness, the blackness and bleakness, is a lot of the attraction.
One day I will have friends like these people, and my life will be grand indeed.