Alrighty, first proper review on this account. Here goes!
Hearing 'Kyoto' from the Bangarang EP out of nowhere at my school carnival as a child was an out of body, mind blowing experience. I had no idea what to make of it, as all the music I heard before then was just the classic rock, pop and classical my family would spin at home and on road trips. Even the other dance music I heard around the time (your Calvin Harrises and David Guettas whatnot) was still just an ... read more
This may sound insane but I actually use this as a palette cleanser between albums purely out of the ironic enjoyment I get out of this abomination. It’s so bad but it’s interestingly bad, I just can’t even bring myself to unironically dislike it.
Iceman season is over, Drizzy. After more than a decade of global warming, Scotland’s most renowned Canadaboos are back with a fiery rage. You couldn’t have asked for anything better.
This album sounds like the TV that your Sims characters watch in-game for several hours every day.
This album feels like you’re in bed, half-conscious, suffering a horrible fever, while your sibling is playing Tony Hawk’s Underground in the next room.
This album captures the essence of an old YouTube video, now lost media, that no one else remembers except you, and the only evidence of its existence are some crappy DSi recordings of it that you loop over and over again, because ... read more