tragabigzanda wrote:Top 10 maybe?
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Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 2:31 pm
by E.H. Ruddock
that sounds fantastic
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 3:04 pm
by Jorge
I like that description
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 3:33 pm
by tragabigzanda
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 3:46 pm
by Chris_H_2
This is, by FAR, the best critic's review, let alone Pitchfork review, of all time:
tragabigzanda wrote:Top 10 maybe?
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Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 3:57 pm
by Higgs
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 3:58 pm
by matt reeder
I read this one at the time and found it a bit...flowery. Now...well, it's a bit over the top.
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 3:59 pm
by guestT
god, i used to be obsessed with pfork back in the day
i burned with righteous fury when they turned on ...and you will know us by the trail of dead
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 4:04 pm
by tragabigzanda
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 4:10 pm
by Jorge
tragabigzanda wrote: How can you even know what it means? It reads like a Shel Silverstein poem written by a mentally deficient 12-year old.
It is evocative and wryly humorous. I got a pretty good idea of what the album sounds like from that short description and -- whaddayaknow-- it's pretty much exactly what the album sounds like
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 4:13 pm
by tragabigzanda
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 4:15 pm
by Jorge
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 4:16 pm
by E.H. Ruddock
tragabigzanda wrote:
theplatypus wrote:
tragabigzanda wrote: How can you even know what it means? It reads like a Shel Silverstein poem written by a mentally deficient 12-year old.
It is evocative and wryly humorous. I got a pretty good idea of what the album sounds like from that short description and -- whaddayaknow-- it's pretty much exactly what the album sounds like
It is neither evocative nor wryly humorous.
Sorry trag, but so far it is 2-1 here, and I'm with Jorge. I found the pretending to be weightless part chuckle worthy as I remind myself that I have done that in the past.
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 4:24 pm
by tragabigzanda
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 4:33 pm
by VinylGuy
Trag, Pitchfork sucks hard...we all know that...Platy is just a diehard fan.
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 4:39 pm
by tragabigzanda
tragabigzanda wrote:
tragabigzanda wrote:Top 10 maybe?
Hello Morning
Close Captioned
The Kill
Place/Position
Do You Like Me?
Latest Disgrace
Recap Modotti
Nightshop
Break
Life & Limb
I'd maybe bump Life & Limb for Epic Problem
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 4:54 pm
by bodysnatcher
I can write for Pitchfork:
The CleanUp
Life Without Sleep
The CleanUp break out with their sophomore effort that is equal parts horse gallop, midwestern breeze, and cotton field, all set to a charcuterie of boilerplate 70s beats.
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 5:04 pm
by tragabigzanda
Re: Let's All Laugh at Pitchfork
Posted: Wed February 15, 2017 5:12 pm
by epilogue
bodysnatcher wrote:I can write for Pitchfork:
The CleanUp
Life Without Sleep
The CleanUp break out with their sophomore effort that is equal parts horse gallop, midwestern breeze, and cotton field, all set to a charcuterie of boilerplate 70s beats.
I would buy that record on that description alone. Then again, I have a beard and live in Brooklyn, New York. No one should trust my tastes.
How can you even know what it means? It reads like a Shel Silverstein poem written by a mentally deficient 12-year old.