Above: ABRA, Atlanta’s self-claimed “darkwave duchess”. Picture courtesy of FACT Mag. I can measure a year’s worth by the number of diaries I’ve filled. The number of times I’ve felt my head expand, or met new people, or brushed the cusp of a new horizon…all these urges to write, to organize thoughts and record the […]
[I haven’t been gone. You just stopped paying attention.] Fine lines are everywhere you look: under X-acto knives, beside rulers, tied to fishing poles, and also between two opposing concepts that could easily bleed into each other. Here’s one, a hair of a line between brilliance and banality. If you asked USA Nails to walk […]
I’m really glad that I took my goddamn time putting together this list, because the mad dash to the finish line that has so many music journalism/criticism outlets cranking out their year-end roundups earlier & earlier in a vain attempt to one-up their peers would more than likely leave this one in the dust.
“It seems that the only way to escape is to attempt to carve out however small a pocket of resistance as one can,” reads the album’s fanzine
I have to be at work in less than 12 hours. Throughout the day people will keep asking me if I had fun in England. I don’t even know how to begin to answer that question.