actually i do want to say one thing
it's not true that i've never wanted to hear a song about teenage love
it's just that American football already wrote the perfect record about that and the subject is done
there is literally nothing that can possibly be added to it
lord save me i have become a cranky old dragon exactly like my father and just like my father i am not sorry at all
what is this cycle
begone! leave me to my devices and shimmering baubles.
i turned on the light in my bathroom using a device on my wrist so we can dispense with the notion that we are not living in the future, the tape-and-paper crafts of my childhood imaginations have been fully realized and all that remains is to determine what sort of future it is
gosh dang man it just
it hurts so much hearing that track and being like HRRGHH IT HURTS SO MUCH, LITTLE EARLY 90s ME FEELS SO SEEN and then the next thing i hear is "Uuuhn yeah girl we're young and free this is the last night of the rest of our lives"
gag me, til i die
i want the album that's supposed to follow America Online, not this Seventeen and Prom Night trash. where's that record huh. it was supposed to be right here after track 2.
how can a band start off an album with such a ripping anthem about personal loneliness and desperate yearning for connection at the dawn of the internet age and swerve so disgustingly into cliche Hot Teen Romance so immediately
what the hell The Midnight