Frightened Rabbit, “Swim Until You Can’t See Land.”
Should I move to Scotland, guys?
Frightened Rabbit, “Swim Until You Can’t See Land.”
Should I move to Scotland, guys?
Sometimes I forgot that I have this thing. So here you go: the lovely and deeply underrated Charlotte Hatherley’s album, New Worlds, is finally coming out in the U.S. next week. If you by chance still go out and, I dunno, pay money for a record, then consider adding her to your wish list.
Meme city.
“I have met people who have named their horses and dogs ‘Smog,’” Callahan says. “I wonder if they changed the animals’ names to Bill Callahan, too.”
I’ve always kinda hated Filter (mostly subpar writing, they treated my ex like shit) but this quote is pure gold.
Times New Viking, “Move to California”
This sounds like it’s the recording off of someone’s digital camera circa-2006, which is to say, it sounds totally fucking awesome. I love how the thump of the drums almost topples the actual melody.
When I make my best of the decade lists, you can bet this is going to occupy one of the top slots. One of the giddiest, most insistent pop songs of the aughts.
Good lord, it’s gonna take weeks to unpack this thing. So far by my count we’ve got three (or is it four?) female names, two references to drinking, ships, piers, tides, english gardens, a gurgling, sparse New Order beat and this little line: “Magnolia’s a girl, her heart’s made of wood / As apocalypses go that’s pretty good”
Jeff Tweedy and Jay Bennett, “I’m Always in Love”
Still one of my favs after all these years, with or without that whooshing keyboard line.
Such a total jam. Still loving those grooves, man.