This week in music:
NicAuteur Cage
If Nicolas Cage had the focus and discipline to sit down and write a screenplay, then to get off his ass to direct it, AND THEN was given the free artistic reign of final cut, with no oversight to tame and restrain his overindulgent tendencies, Mandy would be the result.
Smokey and the Dissipation
It’s impossible to eulogize an artist whose work you’re largely unfamiliar with.
Schooled
Critical circles perpetuate two schools of thought concerning artistic canons that really piss me off.
All You Can Eat
Has anybody in the history of human civilization written as many songs about getting drunk and screwing, stress-free, in island locales, on tropical getaways, as Jimmy Buffet?
Durational Podcasts
Now THIS is what I’m talking about.
We the Prey
Since I’m not a fan of the ‘80s nostalgia wave contaminating conquering screens the world over right now, the latest installment in the Predator franchise — dubbed THE Predator (DUN DUN DUN!!!) — didn’t particularly appeal to me on its chrome face.
Less is More
In terms of Academy Awards-esque recognition, “Best Actress” is often understood to signify “The Most Acting.”
Album Roundup
The most jam-packed roundup yet!
2018’s SHOOT IT STRAIGHT INTO MY FUCKING VEINS List — …Love Was Changing the Minds of Pretenders!
This time around, we’ve got three shits and just as many covers:
Write All Nite 