HEY SO check out Tame Impala, huh. Check out that cover. A shiny silver sphere in a white/black void. It even looks like one of those post-prog 80s albums from Genesis or Yes, the whole “we’re modern now so we’ll have minimal geometric covers, hyuck hyuck.” Gotta hand it to ‘em for doing their homework. […]
I know plenty of people who will never, just based on the annoying dipshit band name alone, ever listen to this.
Animal Collective was like if a 10-year-old made a batch of E and forced you to take it even though you wanted to take a nap instead.
Dum Dum Girls had a massive year — the Coke Zero of the indie world. You know, same taste as the original formula but not as filling.
NME.COM takes churnalism to new depths while Pitchfork’s Cover Story shows how to do web publishing
As smooth as Kenny G’s newly-waxed ball sack.
Music to make out to, I suppose. A collegiate version of Norah Jones.