Identity politics are toxic. If Democrats don't start learning the lessons about this election that are right in front of their eyes they're going to lose again come midterms. Democrats just lost control of all three branches of government for the first time since 1928. It's time to reassess. Maybe take a look at what the populist leader on the left has to say..
Read moreJustin Vernon is definitely a choir conductor in the Church of Indie. Close your eyes, his sounds bounce across vaulted ceilings. Can you see?
Sunday night chill
Alternative music mapped since 1950 - A graphic blueprint
TIL you should assume that every single band, even your favorite band, has secret, unreleased songs out there that are just waiting to be found
trust me. especially if they have a decent sized discography. maybe it's an ep they did under a different band name before everything was set in stone. maybe it's some single the released that ONE TIME at lives shows on tour.
Apparently this song is really good after a few listens. I'm ssslloowwwlllly coming around. It'll probably hit me after another couple days.
An interview from one of my favorite post-rock bands that i've always been facinated by
We started making this noise together when we were young and broke – the only thing we knew for sure was that professional music-writers seemed hopelessly out of touch and nobody gave a shit about the shit we loved except for us. Talking about punk rock with freelancers, then as now, was like farting at a fundraiser, a thing that got you kicked out of the party.
We knew that there were other people out there who felt the same way, and we wanted to bypass what we saw as unnecessary hurdles, and find those people on our own. We were proud and shy motherfuckers, and we engaged with the world thusly. Means we decided no singer, no leader, no interviews, no press photos. We played sitting down and projected movies on top of us. No rock poses. We wrote songs as long or as short as we wanted. Basement feedback recordings with cigarette butts stuffed in our ears. Meanwhile our personal lives were a mess.
And so we hit the road as soon as we could, and got heartbroken out there, the way only true believers can. You string a kite too long upon its string, sooner or later it ends up stranded on the moon.
Read moreWhen my brain is working best this is the song that plays in my head.
