Review: Body Meπa – Prayer in Dub
Aesthetics, schmaesthetics. Songwriting, schmongwriting. Consonance, schmonsonance. Who needs em, anyway?
Aesthetics, schmaesthetics. Songwriting, schmongwriting. Consonance, schmonsonance. Who needs em, anyway?
I didn’t think cuffing season would involve a vengeful goat cryptid, but here we are.
I leave for two hours and you turn my house into a burning skull mountain wasteland? That’s it, I’m hiring a babysitter next time.
Being led through the forest with carrot and stone by two birds and one stick… Am I getting my metaphors mixed up?
Is it still a Ship of Theseus problem if you forget half the ship?
How is the Search Party supposed to find this Loss if they’ve forgotten it?!
The raven refused to sing for Steven Wilson, yet they’ll give Toby Driver *anything*? Sounds like a double standard to me.