We have a freedom that Pitchfork, Rolling Stone, daily and weekly papers lost a long time ago. The freedom to say whatever we want to say, however we want to say it.
Is there anyone out there brave enough to stand up and admit something’s wrong – and do something about it?
The solo record can be a treacherous pursuit.
The streets are wide and paved with grey. The grass is green unless it’s burnt or isn’t. The costumes are cheap. The rent is low rise.
Engage, argue, inform, irritate … but above all entertain.
Don’t worry about impressing anyone, and don’t worry about being fair.
Pop music that shits all over the tired, tepid male rock posturing of the other nine videos from a wonderfully giddy height.
Music that will make you smile about music once more.
Let’s get leotarded, shall we?
I really do think Kate Hudson is horrible.