needed a hit of the most retroactively embarrassing period of my life

cameron winter? salmon dinner? color printer? BOW DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN TO MARIA'S DEAD BONES

feels like my adolescence, i think i'll look back on it as such

solid pick for driving around the woods of maine at night while lamenting what is gone and what is to come

maybe it’s because his dick is on the cover, but it’s more because nothing on here is very striking. actually maybe it’s because his dick is on the cover and he’s holding a cat. what are you doing dude

thanks mom

she did, in fact, girlboss too close to the sun

a year and a day is a once in a lifetime groove, the broth of the bouillabaisse per se

to think cocteau twins never would’ve happened

just grabs me by my bootstraps and hauls me up out of the drainage sewer of sad music i keep falling into, such a good time

masterful atmosphere building, went into a deep sleep while listening to this and woke up throwing darts at a printed image of lana del ray

the frog interlude on the perfect kiss is killer

only this generous because of my booner sister who might disown me if she saw slander for this album

brittany howard is an immortal being sent to this planet from far away and her only job is to be cooler than everyone else

i'll meet you at the himbo dome
each time i listen, a new song sticks out, such that the whole album has become classic to me

on some majestic shit even with the slam poetry flow

there is no spoon. except this one. sometimes they play the organ

part of me thinks i would give this a more generous rating if it had a different name on it, that i’m just swiftist, but there were really only a couple minutes of music in here that did anything for me. slog of sludge.

waterloo records crate digging don't fail me now

thank you robert smith and the band