Red Mosquito

theplatypus wrote:

durdencommatyler wrote:

theplatypus wrote:

durdencommatyler wrote:Yeah, again, I think that sounds like a lot of fun and much more interesting that sitting around a big room on some throw pillows listening to new tracks. To each their own, I suppose.

Why are those the two only options?

Like I said earlier I am not against artists doing this kind of stuff, I'd just like it to be artful and interesting and not a crass, corporate cash-in on a hot trend (the current escape room fad) for maximum exposure.

Those aren't the only two options. I just remember something like that happening for Backspacer or Lightning Bolt or one of those, so it was in my mind as one way of doing it.

I hear what you're saying. I have no beef with it, either. I think we just disagree on how this comes across. And how come if these things are done for "maximum exposure" I never hear about them until after the fact? That's not a knock on your statement, it's a legit question! I live in NYC. I follow St. Vincent on all social media platforms and Spotify. I work in Times Square. And I had no idea about this event or the House of Peroni until after they happened.

I mean, Christ! I'm so totally out of every loop. No artist will ever hit "maximum exposure" until I hear about it, I swear to god. The worst.

Doesn't it make sense that the exposure comes afterwards? After the event, with all the writeups and hashtags and shares? Like now. Like how we're discussing it now.

tragabigzanda wrote:

cutuphalfdead wrote:I'm just naturally turned off by excessive fun.

Marry me.

durdencommatyler wrote:my hot little hand

theplatypus wrote:

durdencommatyler wrote:my hot little hand

How hot and how little is it?

durdencommatyler wrote:I'm nothing if not loyal.

VinylGuy wrote:

durdencommatyler wrote:I'm nothing if not loyal.

Joe ill be in New York in march. Maybe we can talk about St Vincent's album then.

VinylGuy wrote:we can bury the hatchet with the ghostbusters debacle too.

VinylGuy wrote:Well im glad to report you that im officially exited about the fact that Mrs Clarke will release a new album. Im also not listening to the live clips of the new songs.

Of course, this has long been the St. Vincent way — pairing highly stylized concepts with songs that are wry yet solemn, and creating sounds that exist in some previously unoccupied zone between pop and the avant-garde. But with Fear the Future, Clark’s vision feels both more immediate and fully realized than anything she’s done before. It’s proof positive that she is an army of one. And there’s nothing surreal about that.