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Say My Name ∴ Peking Duk
Psycho Killer (Acoustic) ◊ Talking Heads
Hold on to Your Friends ∇ Morrissey
The Answer ∗ Trentemøller remix UNKLE
I Know ⇔ Fiona Apple
Good Lovin ⊗ Ludacris featuring Miguel
Shelter Song ⊗ TemplesFine ⊗ Lisa Alma
Love Trials ⊗ Alexandre
Seek Up ⊗ Dave Matthews Band
The Dixie Cups ♥ Chapel of LoveWhite Wedding ♥ Queens of the Stone AgeBridge Over Troubled Water ♥ Aretha FranklinLet’s Get Married ♥ Al GreenWedding Song ♥ Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Thanksgiving Moon × DM StithBe Thankful for What You’ve Got × Massive AttackGratitude × Earth, Wind & FireThanksgiving Prayer × Johnny CashGratitude × Oingo BoingoGracias a la Vida × Joan Baez
So I’ve been listening to Yeezus for almost a week now. Some people love it. Some people hate it. Some people just repeat opinions they hear on Pitchfork. I’m not one of those people. To succinctly summarize Kanye’s problem: he lacks credibility. While lecturing us on materialism, he name checks Alexander Wang all while playing designer with his very own weak-ass ready-to-wear collection. Kanye, you wish you were Alexander Wang. Kanye, you wish you were Riccardo Tisci. (Or you wish you were in Riccardo Tisci allegedly whatever.) How can a man that is shamelessly reproducing with the Kueen of Konsumption lecture anyone? Kanye maintains his trademark anger on this album, but on Yeezus it feels particularly misdirected. For all his race-based indignation, I suspect the last time Kanye West felt legitimately persecuted is when Alber Elbaz had the good sense to deny his ass from the Lanvin show. My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy is a really incredible and incomparable record. I don’t expect every record Kanye makes to eclipse BDTF, but Yeezus isn’t at all fun. Kanye borrows from a somewhat diverse (if predictable) musical cannon ranging from Billie Holliday (vis-à-vis Nina Simone) to Charlie Wilson, but the vocal layering never quite gels. It feels very mash-up and less integrative than his previous application of this well-worn technique. Kanye fancies himself a pioneer and taste-maker, but his private and personal decisions of the last year prove he’s no visionary. Yeezus ain’t all that innovative. Kim is so over, and bathed in her low-budget, mainstream media-whore stank Kanye’s all but over too.
I’d Rather Be a Dick Than a Swallower
Since everyone involved in this project is fucking genius, it isn’t surprising that I LOVE♥LOVE♥LOVE the Atoms for Peace release Amok. I’ve listened to this album dozens of times over the last weeks. My favorite moment continues to evolve – which can only happen with a truly extraordinary collection of songs. Amok just keeps getting better, deeper, fuller and more interesting with each listen. It is far and away the best offering so far this year.
Cat Power ◊ Sunxx ◊ CoexistPink ◊ The Truth About Love
After listening to this album several times and feeling strangely repulsed and confused, clearly the only way to process Angles is to acknowledge and accept that the boys are serving 80’s rock nostalgia. This has got to be an homage, right? First, The Strokes do Duran Duran on Machu Picchu. Then Tom Petty gets his due with Two Kinds Of Happiness. The Cars pop up on Taken For A Fool. Try and deny Billy Joel’s influence when listening to Gratisfaction. Without mincing words, this is their least listenable album. The record’s a disappointment – even Strokes apologists will have a hard time defending this collection of lackluster cast-aside tracks. In terms of interpersonal conflict souring creativity, The Strokes could easily become America’s equivalent to Oasis, and sadly Angles sounds like a harbinger of the band’s demise. Gentlemen, in the future, please show us different.