What is a guilty pleasure? Weekend at Bernie’s? Fedoras? Anal? When it comes to music, it’s something you belt out in your car but would be horrified if anyone saw you. Florence & the Machine was kinda like that for me. Sure, they often got the alternative or indie classification but this was really pop…
This will be refreshing. I’ve had to look for the positives lately, but no softening the blow this time. No split decisions where I love half of the album. Nope. And no goddamn loyalty pulling at me, or being torn about how I feel, or even trying to give credit for experimentation. I quite simply,…
Sometimes I think about when bands are starting to make it big and they start playing bigger venues. Eventually they’ll get to the point where they are opening at some huge arena for the biggest band on the planet. They’ll talk about how it was always their dream to open for Springsteen or whoever (whomever?…
