Oh man, those drums. AWESOME.
This band is stiffer than a 13-year-old boy who just discovered porn.
Man, I certainly wasn’t expecting this, but I really like it. Maybe it’s just the female backing vox and the overall production, but it reminded me a bit of late-period Go Betweens as well as the aforementioned XTC and World Party.
At first I thought that shirt was the cover of In the Court of the Crimson King, which kinda make sense. I was disappointed to see that, no, it was just her face.
However, given Ms. Cyrus’ curious musical appetites, I do expect to see her tweet “I repeat myself under stress I repeat myself under stress I repeat myself under stress” at some point in the next year or two.
It didn’t bother asking about its drugs because it knows you took them all.
Hey guys, 1991 called and it wants its clothes and music back.
There’s a reason you gave AOTW to Gibson and not Speedy Ortiz: Me Moan is assloads more interesting than Major Arcana. Which is not to say that the latter is a bad album by any stretch, but it also doesn’t have any “What the fuck?” moments like Me Moan does.
True story: One morning in eighth grade, while the whole student body was piled into the bleachers before school got going for the day, I got into a fight with a kid over whether Green Day (my band) or Pearl Jam (his band) were better. Along the way, I’m pretty sure I called him white trash because he said his parents were going to vote against an upcoming school property tax hike.
It got busted up pretty quickly, but I got away with just an “indoor recess” because I mentioned the property tax thing to the principal, who liked me anyway because I was a nerd.
Also, I’d still take Dookie over PJ’s entire discography.
You know that two of Chvrches’ three members are dudes in their thirties, right?
Nice try, but…no.