It feels like watching the rain through a window. It makes the back of my neck prickle. I think you’ll like it.
Sure, you can just use the presets, but that would be bollocks. The real artist puts things together in ways that nobody else would even consider.
The fucks will be edited at the end of this … now we added a 72pt font fuck too!
Arcade Fire are like a hook-up in the toilets at a nightclub. They do the job, sure, but there’s nowhere to go beyond that.
By Princess Stomper It goes dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun. I am playing Bejeweled Blitz as I listen because I am a fidget, but I realise as the clock runs out that I have forgotten the game. I have forgotten how to play it. Match. Lines. Of. Three.
Fuck this, I’d rather listen to Kylie.
Madonna reminds me of the creepy old goth who used to hang out at the club hitting on the teenage girls – she’s just too old for this.
Third Mouth is achingly, tinglingly beautiful. Think of folk and you’ll think of knitwear and frump, but here you can smell the moss and soil.
Hell, it rocks harder than any of those lily-livered upper-middle-class floppy-haired fops in the charts.
It just sounds like Bjork so you might as well just listen to Bjork.