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No matter how you slice it, this list is whacked. How could they leave out the Credit Report dt Com band? I mean David Bowie is great, but did he ever save you money?
What, no love for the creditreport.com band? Seriously, this list is whacked.
It hurts. Moby over Neutral Milk Hotel. If only I could wipe by butt with HTML.
Emperors rarely do.
Following Silver, this album is mildly disappointing. To qualify, mildly disappointing following Sound of Silver is, in its own right, very good. Somebody’s Calling Me is the dud for me, quite annoying, I actually enjoy the jerky Drunk Girls (love Pow Pow). What’s nice are the transparent influences, as we know good poets, like musicians, borrow. Great musicians steal (wasn’t TS Eliot a prick?). Milking the cream of Clapton on All I Want (read Wonderful Tonight). Channeling austere Gary Numan synth is nice on I Can Change, well done. Keep it up fellas, and girl!
That performance was 300 days of boring. Just mute the sound and look at the cute people, the band is all surface anyways. Mainstream indie has to be in order to sell more t-shirts. I’d buy one, I need a replacement for Vampire Weekend “A-Punk” t which is so punk.
































“Bring it on, Cape Cod!”
Yes we are steeped in irony and pandering to the youth is just what they expect. They’ve been pandered to since they could order lattes. And a descent into more pandering is just what they get from Fox. Never appeal with the truth, just say it, but leave immediately after. To ignatz: neat idea about the teen movie slinging activism and integrity because that’s exactly where I learned it.
Music and commercials have always been a premiere marriage of the corporate and “art.” It all started with the Beatles’ “Revolution” on a Nike commercial in ’87, talk about irony. But there’s money out there, something most of these bands (except VW) are in need. When they license their song for a Tommy Hilfiger or Zales they sell out. They’re getting a paycheck from the man. Woe to them because it’s the last time I’ll buy their album. And VW is a terrible band, they sound like a cinnamon dolce macciato enema. They were born with celestial cheesiness for the mainstream. The Black Keys, well, I like their song on the Hung show but generally Chicago blues went out when white people started over-amping. It would have been nice to see Ezra’s face bloodied by Colbert or some band with taste, like Destroyer or Deerhunter. He’s like a little white Satan in a linen blazer.
These award show debates and end of year lists, along with literal commercial appeal, are yet more symptoms of the disease. How will my band make it to the top fifty of the Pitchfork list unless I make it on a prime time advert? Who goes around worrying about this? What matters more, craft or image? Who does your hair? And Arcade Fire’s album needed serious editing, the last third of the album is garbage. And Kanye, give me a fucking break. And who are the Broken Bells? And why am I contributing to the problem right now?