A spontaneous autobiographical disclosure. A free-form slo-mo listening party. A song a day. Yours to enjoy.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
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Happy Nigel Tufnel Day! (11/11, nudge nudge.) Technically, the full-on 11/11/11 won't come around until next year, but I see no reason not to get in the spirit now. And who better to take us there than a band that has been unleashing beautiful audio damage for years. Pink showed Boris to be a lot more than just masters of monolithic slabs of intense noise. There are a number of ways to make your ears bleed, and there's nothing wrong with getting a little sexier about it. This one sounds like a car on fire that's speeding down the highway with the brick on gas pedal. The driver is either a bloody pulp on the roadside or ingesting massive quantities of speed in the back seat (my vision is a little hazy on that part).
We are not in it for the money. Songblague runs on communitarian values, love of music, and a dash of vanity. If you like what you're hearing, please purchase it from one of the remaining retailers who would like to sell it to you.
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