We rip the piss out of more people.
Life without music would be as desirable as having eternal life. In both cases existence would be kind of pointless, right?
Crooning along to terrible songs is actually very fashionable.
Cassette culture was a cornerstone of the indie and punk rock undergrounds of the 80s.
Deaf people feel music. They can feel vibrations from the beats and the bass. But for deaf kids to want to get up and dance, it has to be LOUD.
Listening to one song over and over for a prolonged period of time—especially music that's intentionally harmful and not from someone's culture—is a form of inflicting pain.
It is typical of music fans' immaturity and blind self-absorption that they mourn the deaths of their idols.
All I know is I own a fucking chalice. Do you own a fucking chalice? No, you do not.
Autechre are back and their latest album is actually fun to listen to.
Chopping off a guy's dick is gross. Chopping off a guy's dick who has super-serious venereal warts is mega-gross.
I feel completely reenergized lately. That's partly aided by finding out that my best friend and manager of 15 years had taken all my money.
Tribal drum circles for businessmen.