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Tag: Music
Phil Collins pretends to be a cockney fishmonger and listens to people having sex through hotel walls. This is not a joke.
Chester Bennington did what we were all trying to do. He turned his trauma into art. He did it in a way that seemed like it was meant for us, like he was one of us losers. Because it was real to him.
This is as close as I’ve ever gotten to gushing about an album on this blog.
Now with more magical Toronto experiences!
Between spoonfuls of Metamucil, I took in a stadium rock show.
Now with more Jarvis Cocker than I ever imagined would grace this site.
Men in their late 30s through to mid-40s make the world’s worst music.
I’ve spent dozens of hours over the last year giving Pearl Jam a fair shot.
What have I learned?
Come for the anxious rock, but stay for the thoughtful reflection.
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