I've been reading too much Pitchfork lately. Just laziness I guess, it's a quick way to feel like you've got your finger somewhere within arm's reach of the pulse when you're 34 and gettin older.
I mention it because I totally screwed myself this time, can't escape from Paul Thomson's dead-on review of this album, specifically the line about how it feels like "falling down the same set of stairs ten times in a row". Fuck, that's perfect: this is an exciting, harrowing, numbing listen 3.5/5
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