I listened to the whole damn thing... twice... never again.

Can't really place what appeals to me about this one, but man does it just hit this one little part of my brain craving noise. It can be a bit too self indulgent and messy, but it's overall just a solid experience from front to back (best experienced with your brain off and your ears and incoherent mumbling on).

Starts off questionably, but quickly becomes an unquestionably unique and amazing experience. It slows down a bit in the final 3 tracks, but it never loses the charm it builds from The Perfect Kiss onward.

Save for a few, Stop Making Sense contains my favorite renditions of Talking Heads discography recorded. It's an endeavor best experienced via the film, but it's such a special experience and culmination of everything Talking Heads had been doing up to that point that the album deserves all acclaim it receives on its own.

What an absolute revelation! I was enamoured with Squid's approach on Houseplants a few years back, but never did I expect to be delivered something like this on their first LP. It's chaos is comprised of heavy layers of fine tuned precision, just indescribable! Squid delivered more than I ever could've expected, moments like these are what make watching new releases worth it in the end.

Every time I listen to Run The Jewels I forget that all hip-hop isn't like it. It's a sobering moment when I realize that I can't feel the humanity and storytelling of Killer Mike plus the genius production and lyricism of El-P in every hip-hop album I listen to.

Essentially, Run The Jewels 2 rules. It's just banger after banger from Jeopardy to Oh My Darling Don't Cry to Blockbuster Night, Pt. 1 to Close Your Eyes (And Count To Fuck). We get a quick break with All My Life, with some good but ... read more

This soundtrack FUCKS HARD. Meloncholy one moment, a jazzy chase-type sequence the next. The drums and guitar sell this all so hard, it's a perfect blend of grounded songwriting and jazzy chaos, a very worthwhile soundtrack.

Midori brought onto me such an unexpected level of sophistication in the composition here, not something I felt upon my first listen of Yukiko-San. Don't get me wrong, I loved Yukiko-San, but I filed it under other insane Japanese punk music I've heard. Is that classification wrong? No, but it misses a lot of the song.

The improvised jazz mixes unexpectedly amazingly with the absolutely batshit vocals, screaming "DESTROY," it's madness like you've never heard before. But the ... read more

Kalk Samen Kuri no Hana. Chlorine Semen Chestnut Flower. What an evocative title, fit for this album, no doubt.

When I listen to this album (will be calling it Kalk), I don't listen to the lyrics. I mean, I do listen to the sounds coming out of Sheena Ringo's mouth, but the poetry of her words is lost on me. I've read translations of the songs before, I'm sure it's powerful stuff, but music just doesn't translate. The rhythm and intricacies of the lyrics are lost, ending up resembling a theme ... read more

Depending on what source you believe, Since I Left You used anywhere from 900-3500 samples. You may have heard some of them before, of course in a more full way. And yet, every idea here is wholly original, creating an intimate feeling of nostalgia with their music despite the complete reimagining of every idea the samples originally conveyed. If you hear that original "oh can't you hear it?" you'll be reminded of Hearts in 3/4 Time, not the other way around.

The greatest feat here ... read more