The 1975, Top Ten Songs
I’ve rarely felt so conflicted about a band. On the one hand, and needless to say, I find everyone under […]
I’ve rarely felt so conflicted about a band. On the one hand, and needless to say, I find everyone under […]
Ian Curtis, Morrissey, Ian Brown, Shaun Ryder, Liam Gallagher… Matthew “Matty” Healy? Really? Are we obliged to place this “slack-jawed
Christ, they’re still at it, can you believe it? There’s a new Paul McCartney album out as well, meaning that,
You sit against a palm tree, sheltered from the unforgiving tropical sun, surveying a bunch of bronzed Olympians in aviator
“Jesus, we do sound like the Doors!” For someone who long refused to extend his record collection any further back
Might as well do the Doors’ entire discography while we’re at it then, no? After all, you only live once,
The Doors embodied foundation rock’s bacchanalian abandon, whereby all those little boys whose daddies didn’t or shouldn’t have come back
Our time on this plane of existence is vanishingly short; life flashes by in the blink of an eye; just
I take little pleasure in writing what follows, because the Sisyphean task of maintaining this idiotic blog is only endurable
If ever a song consummated the uneasy Holiday From History ushered in by the fall of the Berlin Wall, then