(welcome to the junkhole)

Bowing to popular demand, I blast off on a solo venture at long last. B-side of the moon or bust! Follow me as I go off-groove, venture to the flip-side. Fuck Rolling Stone, Pitchfork, AV Club, let’s challenge some conventional wisdom, huh? I’m gonna share my hottest takes, point blank off the cuff. John Lennon? Not as good as Paul McCartney. Kurt Cobain? Woulda made way better music later on in life. Pavement? Ok, yeah, I have to concede that Pavement is pretty much the best indie rock band imaginable, but for Brighten The Corners, not Crooked Rain or Slanted. See? I’m gonna really upset the apple cart here. And not just as far as music crit, but movies, pop culture, current events, and even the English language. I just started that last sentence with an “and”, you’re like, really not supposed to do that, I think. Bear with me through a minefield of commas as I tear the English language a new one! No holds barred! No prisoners! No sleep ‘til Shamoken!
God damn, I am nervous. But that’s ok! I have the rest of my life to get in the groove.
Welcome to the lightningdrome, scallywags.
In space, you can’t even scream to begin with.
-MaF