This ain’t gonna challenge anyone’s expectations about the future of music, but Three Years Down plays good, tight punk rock and that should be enough.
You can fuck to it, drink to it, declare a point of grave creation, sit in exile under fist over lecture, or stare at a dark wall with a gun in your underwear.
Sadly, the debut from ex-Stone Roses guitarist John Squire new group, The Seahorses, doesn’t even approach brilliant. In fact, it doesn’t even approach “good.”
Face/Off is an exceptional film, and hopefully, John Woo will return with another great cast and script, and continue to raise the standard of action films.
Forty-five minutes into their Valentine’s Day show, the Oblivians put down their instruments, stood their ground, and made a demand of the house: More beer.
Joy! Joy and death! Momento mori, final fulfillment, revellers in the music of the ecstatic sigh. The last breath; the psychotropic dance. My eyes grin wide.
It’s easy to see why this woman won the Xeric award with her true people stories, subtle facial expressions, and a dating story so authentically excruciating.