Every time I think that this band has hit rock bottom, they wind up finding more powerful excavation equipment.
A shorter list of albums that appeal to ONLY MEEEEEEEEE.
Trent Reznor slipped up and made a good record in the 2000s somehow.
Mark and Josh review Thrice’s new record, but is it with open palms or closed fists?
What’s worse: A terrible auto-accident that kills a deer, or a terrible album on auto-pilot?
The blogger in me is the blogger in you.
Summer is a time for Leisure! It also goes by in a BLUR!
We triple-team this look at the year’s most indelible work of art!
In honour of the Smashing Pumpkins kind of coming back together, let’s go ahead and tear them apart.
I testify that this album is complete horseshit.