"Wait, if I just reach around and put my critical eyeball right here behind my ideals bone and flex my heart and squint while crouching in the loving tiger pose, I can convince myself that the new Sleater-Kinney album is really, really good because I know they're goddesses and warriors and it is too confusing to confront the fact they can't jam and fuzzy filters do them no good and they can be a little anhedonic and oh my back hurts and I can't stand not loving them, ouch, ouch, ouch, shit."
Posted by Sasha at June 29, 2005 04:53 PM | TrackBack