So it hasn’t been 24 hours since the release of DAMN., but I think that’s enough time for some quick hits on the album. This is more for my benefit than anyone else’s, since I’ve come dangerously close to stopping strangers on the sidewalk and politely, but forcefully telling them that they don’t have any earphones in, and thus couldn’t be listening to DAMN. in what seems to be time they could be using to listen to DAMN.
Father John Misty’s Pure Comedy could end up being the most vital piece of art this year. What would that entail?
I walked to Dupont Circle on January 20th. The air was weird in the city – there wasn’t much traffic on my walk, vehicular or pedestrian. The calendar said Friday, but the atmosphere was more like the one that settles in a room when someone tells a joke in a crowded room and stillness fills the space where there should’ve been laughter. Everything smelled like weed. Continue reading “The World Today? Pure Comedy.”
This is the music you loved in 2016. By you, I mean the six people who were willing to be interviewed. By interviewed, I mean answered questions I sent them on Facebook.
The end of the year is always my favorite time to read about music. End of the year lists more plentiful than ever, expanding to “Quotes of the Year” and the “Best Music Memes of 2016”. There’s never a better time to read hot takes about albums you love and hate and read a review that spurs interest in a new artist – I discovered some of my favorite albums after seeing an unknown artist on some top ten end of year list.
It may seem impossible, but I’ve managed to objectively rank the songs on Blonde, from worst to best. I understand that music is largely understood to be subjective, but trust me, these are the actual correct rankings.
Blonde is a masterpiece of an album, without a single dud track, and no fewer than eight songs that could’ve been the highlight on a lesser album. Frank Ocean’s voice, his personality, and his humor shine through on each track, and while the album isn’t a concept album (as far as I can tell), there is still a common sonic thread that ties the whole thing together in an intoxicatingly unique Frank Ocean way. When picking a random song from Blonde to listen to, the range of choice is daunting. Some might go as far as to say it is overwhelmingly paralyzing.
It may seem impossible, but I’ve managed to objectively rank the songs on Blonde, from worst to best. I understand that music is largely understood to be subjective, but trust me, these are the actual correct rankings. Continue reading “Frank Ocean’s Blonde, Ordered Objectively”
Pablo didn’t change the game. It changed Kanye West’s legacy.
The Life of Pablo is sprawling, beautiful and obscene, endearing in a kind of off-kilter way, comfortable in the sense it isn’t Yeezus and alien in the manner it isn’t quite like anything else Kanye West has made. The way the album was, and is being, birthed and presented in the public view has been the focal point for many seeking to immediately understand the legacy of Pablo. West, the notorious perfectionist, was changing the game by releasing an imperfect product with a guarantee that it would evolve into its true form over time. Continue reading “The Life of Pablo And The Many Relationships Of Kanye West”
Washed boys finish remembering the music from before they were washed.
Deege: Aaaand without going completely Frank Ocean on y’all, we’re back for the second and final installment of Top Five, Top Five, Top Five (T5T5T5P2, for short)! For those of you that missed our first installment, the concept behind this segment is for William and I (AKA: Washed ™ Boys International) to recap and discuss the top five albums that (collectively) meant the most to us and our college experience. Besides reviewing the final two albums on our list, both Jake and I will individually discuss an album that meant a lot each of us personally throughout college, but that the other just never enjoyed. It’s time to give the kids the music, bro! Continue reading “Top Five, Top Five, Top Five… (Part 2)”
I decided to sit down and see just what this Obama guy knows about making summer-themed playlists unique to the time of day it is. This is my story.
When Washed’s very own Deege Sutton released the first installment of Don’s Playlist Of The Week, I breathed a sigh of relief. We made it. I was sure nothing could overshadow our tastefully curated selection. Washed was primed to own the rest of the summer, maybe even beyond. Continue reading “Barack Obama Stunted On Us (Part 1)”