Song of the Day #683 – Ike
Sexuality is something I haven’t cracked yet. Kinda like hose, tall leather boots, and low-rise jeans – it’s a garment that never seemed to fit, both in a physical and metaphorical sense. Me, I wanted to show off my wit, not my body. Gimmie some baggy corduroys and olive knit duds any day. But then […]
Song of the Day #682 – Chorusgirl
Alone, alone, alone. Every day, when I’m walking down the street to downtown, or down the campus, I see them everywhere – the girls with the hose, the flimsy skirts, the shades and the vacant looks, laughing at their own idiocy, not feeling or seeing anything outside of their own little bubble (or cell phone) […]
Withered Hand – New Gods (Fortuna POP!/Slumberland)
Withered Hand excels where Beck flops simply by being himself - which, let's face it, is a difficult thing to be in a studio sometimes.
Phew. So lots and lots has happened between here and Xiu Xiu (th-thump, th-thump), and my private ledger of reviews to write has been swelling as subtly as my belly while I attended to other crucial real-life affairs. And meanwhile the parade of faces and sounds marches on and on – Perfect Pussy, in particular, […]
Album Reviews: Future Islands – Singles (4AD) and Xiu Xiu – Angel Guts: Red Classroom (Bella Union)
So. By now you’ve probably seen the one TV performance that us muso-types can’t stop buzzing about. But, in case you’ve tuned out yr social networks lately (we are smack dab in the middle of Lent, after all), here it is. A fair chunk of the discussion ‘round this bouncing black-clad wonder has devolved into […]
Beck – Morning Phase (Fonograf/Capitol)
Damn it, Beck. It’s not that I – or anyone else at Collapse Board, for that matter – hate successful white guys with guitars. We’re just hard-pressed to find one that doesn’t bore us to tears or drive us nuts with their banal male sexuality. Nor is it true that there’s no place for sentimental […]
SOTD #681 – Vulture Shit
“We’re Vulture Shit…which is the worst kind of shit” I’d been a-thinkin’ for a while that Sleaford Mods, the post-punk rant rap sensation sweeping the UK nation, deserved the Collapse Board treatment. But three things happened this week that shut down this idea. 1. This Guardian article, which basically claims that the NEW THANG will […]
Scraps – Electric Ocean (Fire)
Sarah: Is Scraps a euphemism for anything? Laura: Not really – its just crap between two s’. One must always be wary of “bedroom projects” these days, since any dullard with a computer and a sound-generating device can market themselves as a musician. Scraps, at the very least, is not a dullard – say how-de-do […]
Sky Ferreira – Night Time, My Time (Again, but this time with special guest stars EMI and The Needle Drop)
Yes, Scott already wrote a most righteous review for this album. Yes, Everett also championed her via a SOTD feature. And yes, I also adore Sky. So why is this review necessary? Well, to begin with, EMI has finally blessed Australia with the release of Night Time, My Time, with the UK to follow next […]
Cassette of the Week #4 – Smarty
No more garage rock tapes, I said to myself. (I talk to myself a bunch. Don’t you?) Since I invented this feature, I’ve been picking through Wuxtry’s cassette cabinet, in hopes of finding something new and exciting to write about. I gambled on two tapes that lacked descriptions – only to find mostly non-descript, “authentic” […]
Introducing: Screamfeeder (Singles and More 1992-2004)
Well, last week, Everett True tackled the Dirty Jeans comp as well – and GUESS WHAT? Though his was inevitably meatier with context, our two reviews basically agree on two points – a) roughly a third of that collection is dry derivative shit, and b) there just weren’t enough chicks represented. So, guys, I’m pleased […]
