Just knowing that there’s music this good out there makes me feel thankful, relieved, and a little bit spoiled
I love it when Radiohead write proper, hummable pop songs.
Those obliterating rhythms smash their way into your skull and pummel your brain until you have no choice but to comply: you will love this album.
Someone was kind enough to send me the Effi Briest album. I was thinking of subtitling this post “one more reason why I’m cooler than you” but realised that the increments of cultural capital I’m obtaining by behaving in such a juvenile way are micro-minute, and that probably I’m best left talking about circular patterns […]