Wow. Someone could write a thesis around gender discrimination and wanton bullying misogyny just based around the comments for this song. Number one in the States. Fucking good on ya, you (marginally) altered States. Dear sloppy fat girls, please stop co-opting the curvy bootylicious thing. You’re fat and gross not hot. You’re not Jlo. Yours Truly, A […]
What could be more exciting than ascribing numerical value to music? I mean, really?
The first line alone contains two historically volcanic eruptions of bragging. Not even Kanye has the ego to say he’s been alive forever, let alone that he wrote the very first goddamn song
Provided you own more books than golf clubs, Brian Wilson wrote your record collection, your life.
I’m the fellow who gave LSD to Brian Wilson in the early Sixties. I have been vilified for doing this for almost fifty years. I would like to set the record straight about this event
Turns out some cold-hearted bastard had gotten Brian in a box and then nailed it shut. It took me almost an hour to get him out.
This truly is the mother lode of 60s pop. So heartbreaking. So gorgeous.
It was The Supremes’ ‘Baby Love’ that really brought back that Chunka-Chunka feeling
The Smile Sessions is a candle made out of wax collected from the melted wings of Icarus
Frankly, though, The Smile Sessions? It is an utter bore.