This is, without a doubt, a classic Pitchfork review, the kind that drew me to the site (and ridiculously obscure indie rock) in the first place. I just laughed and laughed. I’m not even depressed about the album sucking anymore. I’m not even going to listen to it. Talk about catharsis.
I listened to one metric ton of new singles/compilation tracks last night, and out of all of them, I’ll be picking up records by these fine artists: Liam Singer, AK-Momo, Akron/Family, and Emiliana Torrini. You hear it first.
Critical Backlash is a column where I complain about things.