TheMightyTaraxippus
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Nu metal Joy Division make Y2K’s anxiety-ridden, life-in-a-wool-sweater bio-album. I’ll rage when I’m on my break from Circuit City, OK?
OK, you came for “Combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell.” But make sure you meet “Hugo Chavez,” peep the “Rainbow in the Dark,”... show more
The breakdown is 4% Amber Coffman; 6% the extra crisp woodwinds; 10% John Legend’s sprint toward Isaac Hayes; 20% the unspoken, all-seeing... show more
Rap game George Carlin has more twang than Bubba Sparxxx; more swagger than Eminem; more goofy goober than Vanilla Ice; and more soul... show more
There is no greater peace, no more meaningful communion, than in the reverberation of an Orcutt guitar part. All hail the second coming... show more
I can’t recommend actually joining a cult. But I can recommend following this quirky, crunchy noise rock duo as they make a solid... show more
Wait, the “Free Real Estate” guy played at being a desert crooner and it’s actually good?! Guess the joke’s really on me.
Vaporwave love songs to play at your local Brooklyn basement show. Just axe the skinny tie, darling.
I won’t say Sleigh Bells invented hyperpop. I will say, though, that this record cements their divine lineage with neon hijinks, pop-metal fury,... show more