I have a soft spot for references to the Seychelles, for reasons that’re none of you all’s business.
For those who say I’m “soft” on Chavez — not so! I think this is crap.
J Mascis-produced new Hush Arbors seems to be veering away from the scary hamper of of drony psycho songwriter moves, towards, uh, very well recorded guitar/bass/drums throb.
Prisonship favorite Mike Lupica prepares for the sensory onslaught and paradigm shift that fatherhood portends by remembering a whole universe of shows we all wish we had gone to, too.