Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Clap Your Hands Say Yeah

This is the most frustrating band I've ever come across.  On the one hand, their music is pretty damn good.  But then their lead singer (who the fuck let him in the band?) comes in and shrieks like a mid-pubescent  hillbilly. 

Lots of lazy critics laud his voice as "unique."  Unique isn't automatically good, people.  Compared to most foods, I'm sure dog shit has a "unique" taste; should gourmet food critics be giving it four stars?  Does this mean I can get away recording an album of myself scraping my nails down a chalkboard for twenty minutes because it's a "brave idea" that nobody else has tried before?

Anybody with a band who might be reading this: don't worry about writing songs.  Just do precise covers of CYHSY songs, except with a lead singer who can actually sing.  They wouldn't need a beautiful voice; just a tolerable one.  Trust me, people would pay top dollar for some Alec Ounsworth-free CYHSY.  I know I would.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Sorry North Carolina...

...but your state and your lives remain just as shitty as they ever were.  It's just that now you have one less convenient group of scapegoats to lash out against in the hope of fixing things without having to actually make any sacrifices.  Maybe you can try flinging your shit around literally instead of figuratively?

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Test

This is a test.  If this works I will periodically post on this blog.  The rants I post are in no way endorsed by anyone with whom I share the faintest connection, professional or personal.

This is how I'm testing line breaks.

There should be a skipped line between these two lines.  If not, then I need to enter "<br>" to break lines.  Maybe that broke a line already.