By Sleeven Tyler Perry
It’s Dylan at his dandiest, the least earthy version of Dylans, the one least covered in dirt, self-applied or otherwise.
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.
Just do me a favor and don’t count.
This music, this song, makes me feel giddy with nausea and nauseous with delight.
It’s a concept album about the fall of decadence, the inability to live any longer wrapped within one’s bullshit, the sound of someone pulling back the curtain on their personal Satyricon and recoiling in disgust.
We heart Slumberland Records here at Collapse Board.
A band like Arcade Fire has a hell of a lot more in common with Katy Perry than it does with Daniel Johnston.
Guitars rock, like it’s still the 70s. Guitars rock, like we’re all still dancing in our living rooms to Herman Düne