Uh-oh, Jay is gonna send the BeyHive after Mumford and Lily Allen. Hope you like having your Instagram and Facebook pages flooded with 200,000 comments from semiliterate, emoji-addicted teenagers, y'all.
I think I've got a song title.
FWIW I had a very similar experience around that age, except it also involved me ditching a set of friends who were into that stuff. I was a dick at 15.
There aren't many things that bring me more joy than seeing John Darnielle have his moment in the sun. I got on board with TMG with The Sunset Tree, which makes me a dilettante by comparison with his boombox-era fans, and it's been a delight to sit back as he cranks out album after killer album.
"He's got the American Dream now, what he always wanted, messin' with those white women." --Twenty-something black dude, talking on the phone, inbound BART Dublin/Pleasanton Line between Bay Fair and San Leandro, sometime in 2012
Gaye's 31 years in the ground now. The fact that our intellectual property regime allows the holders of his copyrights to continue to profit from his work this long after his death is ridiculous. They have had ample opportunity to earn money from his work and put it into other investments to ensure their financial security.
We don't tolerate this shit with patents, and we shouldn't tolerate it with copyright either. It shouldn't take this long for cultural products to enter the public domain.
Pimping a butterfly is the American dream? Idunno about that. According to the gentleman I overheard on BART a while back, I'm pretty sure messing with white women is the real American dream.
When we say "'90s-tinged indie rock," you're talking about the stuff informed more by grunge and classic college rock than any sort of post-rock revival, right? 'Cuz I sure as hell haven't seen the latter.
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