Everything you write is terrible. It’s like you don’t even listen to what you’re covering. I promise you, a year from now, your review of Justice will provoke incredible embarrassment. You used the word “cockslap,” for God’s sake. To describe dance music with no bass. That doesn’t have vocals. Fuck you.

so according to my last.fm profile, i am 26.82% mainstream. that seems about right, i think.

as long as you commit, it will always work:

So after a brief server meltdown I’m back online. I took the opportunity to update some software and redo some links, so things should be quicker and easier to use / find.

So the new band had its first show last week. It went really well — something like 125 people came and we all danced our asses off. Here’s a clip of our second song, “Devotion.” I’m on the left there, on top of the subwoofer. UPDATE: the audio has been fixed.

Jesus, from this thing to the most popular blog in the world. So it goes. All my stuff here, if you’re feeling so inclined.

some of you have already seen this, but i feel guilty lifting so much content from others without posting any of my own, so i’m re-using it. sue me.*

i made this video about a year ago for a first coat song called “artichoke”, from their record move like sparrows. i shot it with alex kramer over the course of one rainy afternoon and evening at what most hp music kids just call “the everett apartment,” during a mr. hyde records packaging party. i think it was for hyde five.

anyway. here is a thing that i made. if you look closely, you can see that it is basically my idealized representation of What Being In A Band In College Is Like.

(for some reason i can’t get youtube to not stretch the shit out of this, if you want to see the non-distorted version (in ipod format, no less) click here.)

*i say this with great pride and confidence, because wonder of wonders, i’m a fucking lawyer now.

Victory!

I know, I know. I left without even a proper goodbye. I’m sorry, baby. I know you understand. You’re a hit and run lover just like me.

This time it’s gonna be different, though. I met someone new. Someone special. From now on I’m going to be over at Transmission, the sexiest of all the Chicago music sites. Oh yes. Finally, something to back up all this false hipster posing.

Finally, a reason to carry around a messenger bag.

ps. Who knows, maybe I’ll get re-inspired and start posting back on this mess again. At the very least, I’ll need someplace to indulge my love of italics.

It’s true. Third Annual, this year.

Will Long Day. December 30th. Please be sure to celebrate in your own special way.