Spencer Tweedy’s drumming is pretty excellent. That part starting around 4:30 is no kids stuff. This is like when Ken Griffey and Ken Griffey Jr. batted next to each other in Seattle.
Classic late-career elft-sitdle album.
I feel completely ambivalent about Coldplay these days, except for the fact that every time they put out a new album I go back and listen to “A Rush of Blood to the Head.”
“No you wouldn’t want an Anglo watching over you…”
“You get mistaken for Tories by your own friends, when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery colony-bank lights”
On a related note: why aren’t more music critics upset over the absence of the great book series “Best Music Writing”? It was a great place to showcase the different formats and approaches to music criticism. It seems like we might not be having this discussion if it were still around, or at least we’d be able to draw from more sources as examples writing style and criticism.
Okay, the campaign has begun. #BringBackBMW
When I saw this album cover I thought Grizzly Bear had put ot a remix album of their remix album.
In basketball (or really any sport) a ref will sometimes miss a call and then realize it after the fact. To maintain fairness, he makes a call going against the other team to make the game “fair.” It’s not openly acknowledged, but everyone just kind of accepts that this is the way things shake out and continue playing. This is how I feel about the New Artist Category of the grammys.
How about because they just went through serious mental trauma? If you were kidnapped, wouldn’t you want to take a few days off work?
I lied, it’s posted under “Singles.”