First, a brief visual review of the past 11 months.
Second: bad reviews of fake albums by fake bands, using real photos from one afternoon in Berlin.
Postcoital Martian Stories
"There's a guy out there who's never won a game of tic-tac-toe in his life. This is his gym playlist."
Silky Julia I,
Silky Julia II
"The question isn't so much why two volumes as it is why two oboes."
Threat Level: Midnight
Eighty Million Brazilians
“I’ve encountered this tone-deaf oblivion once before: directly across from gate E68 at Tampa International Airport, where someone decided to hang a 100 square foot painting of Icarus falling from the sky.”
The Last Real Naked Man
“I considered asking about the recording process, but I’m pretty sure it’s just four men with their pants around their ankles, standing at urinals and mumbling about bankruptcy.”
Lobster the Verb
"They either didn't notice the half dozen Nickelback posters lining the right side of their own album cover, or they didn't care. Both tell you a lot about the sound that awaits."