The right defensive end Is nothing without the left defensive end How do you paint a picture Of being underestimated? You smash the whole thing In color What do you do when you ARE the babe? Write a new script Effortlessly While the world waits around The tough take the apex On … Read more“In Color”
Today, on this free day, I would go and get I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings and read it, but it doesn’t apply to me. Let’s understand something, America: all vital art of the past 80 years, essentially, has come from, or been strongly influenced by, black people who are caged. Just as this … Read more“A Cosmological, Contemporary Comparison of Lorde and Lily Allen”
All of Sublime’s songs, contrary to popular belief, especially by the self-titled album, were really different from each other, Bradley Nowell was sort of a changeling. He was many more things, too, there were many parts to him, and flashes of brilliances in certain songs of the Long Beach trio inspire more than enough to … Read more“‘Doin’ Time’: A Key Ignorance of Sublime in Music Criticism”
As much as we try to revoke racism, black and white really are opposites, and even though rock and roll was invented by black people, we whites tend to settle into our own niche roles with it. And not that it would be unfathomable to meet a black person who liked Everclear, but it’s probably … Read more“Getting Older Makes You More Punk: Wallowing in ‘Strawberry’”
Green Day had guts, personality, and a pop sense lacking in absolutely nothing. Hence we begin. 1,039 Smoothed Out, Slappy Hours Not a true Green Day album, as Trey Cool is not on it. Though you can tell a phony douche bag by their owning or patronizing of this album. Kerplunk! Lust. He’s … Read more“Examining Each Early Green Day Album as an Individual Concept Album”
Upon a moment of satisfaction and integral self-realization, I feel, notice and acknowledge that I am defined by the things on this Earth that shift me I’ve felt, as a native of an economically maligned municipality, That life is a negative warzone, And that legislation and society are moot, Subservient to simple force, Like in … Read more“Knowing a Thin”
Oh yeah, I said. This part of downtown seems chill. The reality is not hinged upon shrapnel as over these. During these light years, the man sips a tiny glass of juice. I bought him that drink, one time. The moment of drinking the drink, now, with the glass grabbing his hand, devours him carnivorously, … Read more“This Part of Downtown”
There was a nerdy looking chap sitting to the fore. I was jealous, because he was fiddling around with this little control panel. My mind turned to Velveeta cheese when I looked at one of those things and then attempted to cogitate. I never looked back at the cooks. One, and then another. That’s how … Read more“The Word on the STreet”
Lily Allen put out a really crappy album in 2008 or so. But the title says it all: It’s Not Me, It’s You. It’s the papa razzi, those snapping photos of her, exploiting her physical assumption in lieu of the songwriting. I mean, just imagine how creeped out you’d be if you were this girl. … Read more“How Lily Allen Defies the Very Notion of Music Criticism”
I was thinking of crazy times out in Colorado recently, high on a lot of substances, and “The Fake Headlines” came to mind, rushing around in a car like everybody else, trying to get ahead of everybody else, like everybody else. I didn’t even think of Electric Version or Twin Cinema. I’ve been on a … Read more“The New Pornographers: The Big-Drum Bullies That They Always Were”