Good stuff. Negro spiritual tapered off the xanax for too long

coozy and homely. i'll send this over to my depressdo weeb fren uwu

might be from nostalgia, but this is the only album that i automatically leave myself wide open defenseless for

ian mackaye, morrissey, and ian curtis. lyrics in the heart's core. godspeed, curtis

but noooo u gotta be a virtue signaling manwhore, huuh? these twitter fucking lyrics i swear

boring esp if not sad and lonely

cant wait for come in (door to door)

inb4 17/100itchfork

I imagine a 1886 music video like this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MxO3i69N_60
but with VERY cursed imagery.

He lived life to the fullest extent, maximum capacity, to the absolute edge in an intended suicidal direction. He never gave a fuck once he took that path, and is a flesh raw fuck you to authority of all types, even those that are better off resorted to. Despite the mental gymnastics and totally shitty upbringing the guy had, he's proud of that upbringing into what we all know from his insane live performances (which only fortified his fucked position + drugs being the fuel).

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Flashbacks of sleepless nights w my brother blasting this on the PSP

based boomer weenie pointing at the heavens

It's interesting how this builds up so well as a meltdown musical, to the point it is comically laughable. But christ this gets real dark at some points. Deeply troubled guy, he needs to get his act up or rightfully sent to jail where this behavior belongs.

Sweet, homely and simple, if not a little generic.

T

It only took the second half to start and finish for my dick to grow 6 inches longer and explode in a cannibal corpse cover fashion, raging hard through out. This FUCKS

The mixing is really loud and unbalanced. Makes a lot o tracks a bit more abrasive than they should (or when they even don't need to). It's all sunshine and flowers, but without the soothing pretty details - blurred out.

Tries going 2001 bjork while using a similar sigur ros atmosphere. Doesn't excel in either.

What a shame. It started out as a fun oddity to a shitty tryhard "i no racist cause it's whities" (and denying it in a mommy issue track disguised in no-racey "punk" schtick) trash. "Haha you must be some whitey racis-" I'm some sandman ass middle-eastern who just likes to get along with others without that racey shit, and YES racism towards whites exists. Personally vexing disappointment.

I haven't heard something that resonates to me in its entirety as this, nor have I ever found an album this consistently and personally intimate throughout. This loneliness has been my bane of inner peace and happiness ever since I was a child, and having someone play exactly what hurts at this time and place, is new. Not just refreshing, new. I can not rate this any lower now. This sits right next to skinny fists and I've known that album for 5 years now. This I've known an hour ago. An hour ... read more