"'This store is closed forever!’" Close your eyes, strip off your winterwear, and leap in there: You won't wanna emerge. David Michaelis' incisive, masterful work outlines the profile of a pathologically contradictory figure as likely to overstate his own lack of significance as he was to neglect his children or air his personal problems in code scant inches from Cathy and Prince Valiant. Wu-affiliated bros over Theodore Unit hos. We've got a fever, and the only thing that can cure our fever is more wickety-wack wegro Blake Lewis beatboxing. It's all bullshit; Freeway knows we know it's bullshit, and he can't even be bothered to make the contradiction ironic or meta. Woelv carves a sonic space you may not be able to handle more than a few times, but you're unlikely to forget what you find there. He's that guy who can always be counted on to say the wrong thing to the wrong person at the wrong time, who can't accept that things and people change, who's about to have the rug yanked out from under him. Expensive. Ubiquitous. Frightfully cheerful. Soothingly tony. Onstage, Pritchard alternates between guitars and synthesizers in the blearily, chaotically intense jams the foursome scares up. Offstage, he works as the project manager for a Web design firm, fielding phone calls "so the designers don't have to." These are free spirits whose concept of decor has nothing to do with Trading Spaces and everything to do with the purest possible forms of personal expression. But Myers’ deserves credit for compiling all these separate strands and interview pieces into a compelling narrative—and this is important—really exploring the nuts, bolts, emotions, influences, and impacts of System recordings and related side-project output, something super-fan’s biogs like this one usually can’t be bothered with. Ah, Peanuts: those crafty, balloon-headed kids with existential dilemmas. When Dean Wells sings, “Somewhere in the distance/Is a good idea, for instance,” this Lyndonville, Vermont, songwriter sure as hell isn’t referring to his own creative flow. "I’ve been let down by everyone, including myself, because my expectations are too high."
NIN remixed, again
This party never stops!
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