Somewhere along the line, apparently, Crystal Pepsi and I developed different ideas of what rock music could/should/would do.
Many men still feel that endless misogynistic ‘jokes’ are ultimately harmless and that everyone should just get a sense of humour.
A band like Arcade Fire has a hell of a lot more in common with Katy Perry than it does with Daniel Johnston.
First off, we need to define alternative culture. Is it something that provides values for those who identify with it, or is it just mainstream culture decked out in thrift store apparel?
Kaputt is a dark city with no easy escape routes. Washed-out horns blow sorrowfully into the night.
You are a critic. Not a fan. Not a blogger. Not a hack. A critic.
Alongside several other prominent indie music critics, I might have erroneously given the impression that I, in some way, had a bit of a downer on the annual Grammy Awards.* Comments like, “Wow. There’s validation for you. A music award from a bunch of people who don’t like music” and “There is a GOD … […]
Do they perform in their underwear? ARE THEY HAVING MORE FUN THAN THE OTHER 50,000 PEOPLE IN THE ROOM COMBINED? Yes, yes yes!
What time is it when a new Arcade Fire song appears? Time to get off the fucking fence. ARCADE FIRE ARE BORING SHITE
If there’s a better argument for demanding the immediate shutdown of Pitchfork than the rise and rise of Vampire Weekend and Arcade Fire, I’m not sure I want to hear it.