One lazy journey, impossibly soft, amniotic. Clouds lay low stroking the earth and flaming fires dancing a merry-go-round.
Titus Andronicus – A productive cough. I love them deeply, and when you love someone, you tend to be biased. So I breathe and try to be unbiased: I only discovered them recently, thanks to the single from this album. To be fair, this is not their best album to date, though they’re still awesome. Each song is a pub anthem played with the same alcoholic clearness typical of those who know what their life’s priorities are. Having said that, if you’re planning a romantic evening and foreseeable hanky-panky, this would be worse than Carnivore, Jack Daniels and pizza.
Moby – Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt. His entire career is a rollercoaster of ups and downs and this latest collection is proof of it. However, when he gets it right, he’s pure class.