
Crazy and infectious indie that combines a rockin' ballroom piano, amazing violin, and conceptual lyrics about Satan destroying an old Western town. This shit is awesome on first listen.
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Deerhunter once again release another album of alienated atmosphere and nostalgic pop motifs, this time delving more into regression than any other of their previous albums. Halcyon Digest features much classic rock and is their most straightforward record yet and while it doesn't spend too much time drowning itself in atmospherics, Deerhunter's new LP has a fuzzy, timeless sound to it that enhances Bradford Cox's obscured croon. This album will appeal to fans of art rockers No Age and classic dream pop bands in the vein of Stereolab. Nice.




I looked it up and it's called an Eastern Garter snake, completely nonvenomous but still, fuck that asshole.
Gonna go punch him in the face while listening to some awesome black metal, courtesy of Von.

P-p-p-p-punch are a hardcore band from somewhere who have a real life girl vocalist (for real real, she's not bad looking either although she's probably a dyke, she looks like one a little, just saying don't hurt me or anything I would still punch it if I could and by punch it I mean hit it and I don't mean with my fist that's all I'm saying, okay). They sort of bring the kittenviolence with the screaming vocals and the guitars and insert another bad pun about how it'll *punch* you in the nuts or whatever here.