The new gang of four sounds kind of like the new wire

The new gang of four sounds kind of like the new wire, and both remind me some of that newest david byrne/eno thing which leads into ‘wall street two: the new gilded age closes out’. David bowie could come back right now, but it wouldn’t be quite comfortable for anyone I don’t think. There’s nothing wrong with it—every generation has to age, and a unified cooldad front is kind of funny, particularly in this the post-lcd soundsystem world, but it begins to toe a line and raise a hackle on a kill your idols style animal, etc. what do we owe them now, reeeaallyyy, if we really think about it? I mean, again, not bad per se, just need to be appraised in and as their own things in their own rights. And honestly, that seems to have mostly happened: the pfork review bears this out

Their voices aged a little too much. So much of postpunk was the youngman’s mechanical automation and nervous energy. To have actually lived a life, particularly in the face of the apocalypticism and grey world windswept [subjectivity]hellscape sort of undermines what was going on. You cant have learned too much because

I think these post post postpunk bands oughtta aim more for edwyn Collins style sketchy warbliness. Seems p reasonable as an aim to me. Yeah! especailly cause dude literally had a fucking stroke and his new album sounds more vital and immediate and contemporary and straight up young than theirs. Partly its because he never went for coolness, so he never had to shift or age, but just the energy in the band puts him across.

Beets sound like growlers or nodzzz or black lips—conspicuous pseudo pseudoanti ‘hipstar situationzzx’

Reading rainbow kind of like heavenly. Also pfork closing line about comfort and joy in the face of witchhouse and icy dubstep is dece writing because it justified this album to me beyond being instantnostalgic or tired in a post bestcoast world. Welp laid, sars!

[2/6/11; also, i cleaned up some typos and inserted pertinent links when necessary for understanding]

[it's fucking weird to see stuff i wrote for myself because i wanted to record my thoughts published on a blog. not sure how i feel about it. gonna call it a day and come back to it--reappraise the impulse--later. think certainly i would need to reprocess my content more heavily if i were to make a habit of publication: add visual interest and soforth. might be more hassle than it's worth, and i begin to squirm a little when i'm universally appraisable--i mean, that's not to suggest i think anybody would read or pay attention, but all the same, once it's out there it's out there]