It’s OK, we’re overwhelmed, too.
Seems safe to say that The-Dream will have a hard time topping Love vs. Money, 2009’s seamless series of love-and-lust narratives.
People can go their entire lives without writing a decent hook. So when someone splices together a brain-leecher, I like to think that they lay back with their feet on the mixers, smoking a cigar to bask in their incubating success (except Annie, who probably opts for a soda).
Unless you spent your childhood attending occasions where people dance in circles holding hands, sprightly folk can take some getting used to.
You’d think love would be written into banality by now, but then Camera Obscura’s new single comes along and sweeps you off your feet– except you’re not sure whether they’ll carry you over a threshold or drop you on your ass.
Pardon the dude-speak, but Akron/Family’s got a wicked riff going on this guy.
Everything about Annie Clark’s St. Vincent is plainly pretty– but it’s always perturbing in that cool superhero sort of way, like if Wolverine gets a little angry and shows some claw in public.