The Angriest Record Review of All Time.
Coldplay? Coldplay. If you don’t laugh, then I’m afraid you have no soul.
Coldplay? Coldplay. If you don’t laugh, then I’m afraid you have no soul.
Other than a friend on Facebook reminded me that this song exists….
This interviewer kept trying to get him to embrace the orthodox, bien-pensant progressive viewpoint on the music industry, and he kept refusing to. And it’s not like he didn’t have fair warning: Is your sense of the music industry these days fairly apocalyptic, or is it mellowing, or…? You seemed fairly skeptical/ cynical about it a… Read More Dave Thomas of Pere Ubu is Awesome
58. The Rolling Stones — Let it Bleed Recently I issued a half-formed opinion on double-albums. A prejudice, really, arising as much from ADHD as any learned assessment of music criticism. At best, an observation: I don’t usually like double-albums. I find them generally undisciplined, self-absorbed affairs. Sometimes, as with The White Album, or Exile on Main Street,… Read More Rating My CD’s: Exile on Main Street
57. The Rolling Stones — Sticky Fingers You could probably make an argument, if you really wanted, about the relative decline of Andy Warhol album covers by an exegesis of the “iconic” Velvet Underground & Nico cover as against the Sticky Fingers cover. For the Velvets, the genitalia was suggestion, conveyed via the kind of joke that middle… Read More Rating My CD’s: Sticky Fingers
Is there anything lamer than having two “Sorry I no blog” posts in a row? But I seriously had a good reason. Seriously. Anyhoo, while I prep for the school year, here’s some nonsense. First my first feedback on Solar System Blues from someone who doesn’t know me and is therefore under no pressure to… Read More Content? Fie Upon Your “Content”
With summer comes a teacher’s vanity. Educators are vouchsafed 10 weeks to rest, recharge, and remember all the other things in their lives. I have never known those 10 weeks but they burned by while you got maybe half of what you wanted to get done actually delivered. It’s a function of our mechanized world:… Read More Incoming Geekery
(Dirk Gently reference.) Periods of time come when the thought of adding content to a blog puzzles the will. The evergreen political nonsense saps the spirit. Repeating the same arguments to the same applause sounds agonizingly dull. Besides, it’s springtime outside. The human animal was not meant to remain inside shut up with People Being Wrong… Read More Where the Hell I Have Been, or 70 is a Suffusion of Yello
56. The Rolling Stones — Hot Rocks 1964-1971 This is where it all began for me. I became a fan of the Rolling Stones about halfway through college, at the end of a late night viewing of Full Metal Jacket in a friend’s appartment. We were both of us familiar with the movie but had not… Read More Rating My CD’s: Hot Rocks
While strong in reality, appear to be weak; while brave in reality, appear to be cowardly. -Sun-Tzu I mentioned this the Twit-spat that Justin Bieber started with Black Keys Drummer Patrick Carney the other day. I only marginally cared because I’m a Black Keys fan, and I never intended to pay it further mind. But… Read More Patrick Carney Trolls the Beliebers, Emerges Triumphant.