Tuesday, December 12, 2006
pull!
i don't understand lamenting nostalgia while simultaneously embracing nostalgic material like new young pony club. this 5-piece sounds completely studied/check-list 80s. the 4:30 clock on "the get go" (an admittedly excellent song name) reveals idea-lessness. like songs from the 80s that now seem vibrant and fun in memory but turn out to be so long and one-trick (insert joke here) upon reexamination that it's impossible to listen to the whole thing. i considered an instrument-by-instrument breakdown of its 80s-ness, but don't care enough except to say, fuck them.
and fuck the annuals and princess joanna newsom. i do not want to make babies with her and am therefore immune. i have a visceral reaction to her voice as intrigued as i am by the potential in the music. speaking of 2006-fuck yous, we've got a nice one picked out for tv on the radio. boys, you can pick that up on your way to oblivion.
happy holidays, fuckos.
and fuck the annuals and princess joanna newsom. i do not want to make babies with her and am therefore immune. i have a visceral reaction to her voice as intrigued as i am by the potential in the music. speaking of 2006-fuck yous, we've got a nice one picked out for tv on the radio. boys, you can pick that up on your way to oblivion.
happy holidays, fuckos.
# posted by la comadreja @ 9:01 AM 
