This one is cozy, but like in the way the hollowed-out stomach cavity of a recently deceased body is probably cozy. It's hard to describe.
The sparse, repetitive instrumentation and despondent vocals lull you into a trance until the extended outro rudely awakens you with its Jellyfish Jam level of comedic loudness. It's an interesting ride.
A crowning achievement of 90s emo. The riff is a genuine squealer, and it'll transport you to a dingy basement show where you lowkey wanna mosh but don't want the girl in the corner with the septum piercing to think you're lame.
From a band featured before on these recs, Sunglasses is the perfect accompaniment to your most pathetic of mental episodes. It ostensibly tells of a man trying and failing to project an image of classiness, to the tune of some incredibly wacky yet undeniably groovy post-punk.
Alexis Marshall is a bastard and ideally, he shouldn't get a single cent. That said, that doesn't extend to his bandmates.
This one is a real hoe-scarer. It's harrowing from its first note, and without a moment's rest, it stabs you with the sourest guitar of all time. This song is a metal baseball bat to the head.
Whichever it is, there's certainly no question that this track bangs. It fucks even. It's a pint of sasquatch testosterone injected straight into your veins. It'll put a jungle on your chest. Each verse just oozes unbelievable hype and machismo. Don't blame me if you start punching dudes unprompted after listening to this track.
Started working on my main WIP again after a month of side projects. I don't even remember what my notes mean anymore. And I Instantly used the wrong tense on the first sentence I tried to write.
This might be a yap because Pink Floyd was my favorite band in highschool.
Roger Waters is as pertinent as he's ever been. People say a lot of shit about him, "Oh, I like his music, but I don't like his politics", among a slew of other things undermining his artistic vision, which was always a union between the music, the theatrics, and the politics.
A more mainstream pick, but it's Kendrick. One of the greatest songwriters of our generation.
This track is my favorite of the Mr. Morale period, even though it's not on the album. Just incredible lyricism from start to finish, encapsulating the album's wider themes of the cycles of trauma and abuse, specifically in black communities.
But the reason why slavery is so popular in isekai and isekai-adjacent media is because the only way their audiences can imagine actually getting attention from the opposite sex is by legally owning them.
They want the fastest exit.
And could not care less of others.