This is the most disappointing record I’ve heard all year. It hurts. Ken Kesey was right. Never trust a prankster.
Laurel Halo makes my heart go pitter-pat.
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Play Life Cycle Of A Massive Star every morning for a week. If it doesn’t change the way you see the world, play it again. If after a month you haven’t gotten any results, accept that you are a corpse that someone forgot to bury.
Reviewing Arcade Fire is beneath me
It’s Dylan at his dandiest, the least earthy version of Dylans, the one least covered in dirt, self-applied or otherwise.
TNSofN are first and foremost an art band
I’m not saying Sleigh Bells are visionaries. I just think they’re paying very close attention. They push the logics of consumerism/consumption/celebrity to their breaking point, a grotesque extreme that would qualify as parody if it didn’t feel so real.
This isn’t just one more reunion. And I’m pleased to say that Uncanney Vally justifies its existence, the re-emergence of the band.
Static as in staying in one place. Static as in unable to move. Static as in poor reception.