totally agree. it made me wonder how old the stereogum crowd is, really. also, this hypothetical conversation occurred to me while listening to this album on my commute:
drummer: hey man, i was wondering if, like, maybe i could experiment with, you know, maybe like, ummm, a different beat?
main guy: like what did you have in mind?
drummer: well, erm, something like, kick snare kick snare kick snare kick snare kick snare kick snare kick kick snare…
main guy: /mind explodes/
/drummer’s curse is over and spirit is finally freed/
fine i will be the only one to say that i am surprised at the overwhelmingly positive press this record has received. i get that people have different tastes, but try as i might, i cannot see how anyone can listen to this record more than a handful of times. it’s repetitive but not hypnotic, it’s got a classic rock vibe but it’s not classic nor rock, and they lyrics don’t seem to be very deep. sorry sorry sorry. i will listen to it again, but that’s my gut reaction.
i don’t get the comment about “reveling in the fetishization of black bodies.” could you explain that a little bit more?
i wonder what chipotle thinks about this
unless i’m actually sufjan stevens, in which case my post would immediately become witty and adored by all.
open letter to sufjan stevens: unsolicited schoolmarm advice about grammar or graphic design proves that you are the jackass i always suspected you were.
pretty sure if i had to give up all other music and only listen to bob dylan songs for the rest of my life, that would be okay with me.
did you write this feature just so you could use the word threnody?
oh it really is by urban outfitters, i thought that was just a joke
nightmare is pretty accurate, i think. creepy.