Tuesday 17 January 2012
Tribes - We Were Children
Pinch yourself, it's 2012! You're back? ..Phew, same happened to me. It seems we can be brought back, but Tribes are still there. Sweaty swaggering choruses, songs to spill your drink to, and lyrics to shout down your best friends ear at the end of a party. Fuck. It's the bloody 90s again! I love Tribe like I love my first childhood pet. I would give anything to see him again, but I’m not sure I want to dig him out of the garden.
Maccabees - Given To The Wild
I've slowly come to recognise this feeling of discomfort. Tentatively, with fingers crossed, pressing play on an album I want to love. This exactly how not to listen to music objectively, expectation is a powerful demon distorting your reasoning with Tweedledum and Tweedledee logic. I am a wasted vessel, there is no way I could give a good review of this album. Go press play yourself.
p.s. You won't disappointed.
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