The return of Everett True | 108. Fat White Family
Fuck damnit, I’m slow. Like, folk been talkin’ ’bout the Fatties for decades now. Same way folk been sayin’ that Taylor Swift album is really somethin’. Well, not the exact same way but similar, ya dig? With the newfound enthusiasm of the born-again pop/indie fan (delete as applicable). Like, somehow it’s being darin’ or risky […]
Song of the day – 406: The Bastards Of Fate
Spelling is not at a premium. Bowels will be tickled.
The Black Lips – Arabia Mountain (Vice)
I am often asking a boyfriend to consider rocking the moustache – if only for a week.
Song of the day – 343: The Coathangers
Vice has them as, “The Black Lips with boobs”. Man, and they say the art of music criticism is dead.
Song of the day – 329: Giant Drag
Heroin chic. Swirling My Bloody Valentine guitars. Attitude fuelled by drugs. It’s been a while since I fell for that.
Song of the day – 307: Cults (a rejoinder to the hipsters)
Maybe you too aren’t lucky enough to exist within the reach of the post-No Age kids, and aren’t a Vice editor. Don’t be worried. Come enjoy this. Music to make you swoon.
Song of the day – 280: Pris
Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius, and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely stupid.
