Belated Review – Hemmingway – "Pretend to Care" (2014) Belated Reviews by Paul - February 25, 20160 Right now, at midnight, I have two shots of gin in me, and I'm listening to Hemingway's "Pretend to Care" for the first time. There's some grunge in there somewhere, then some of that same stuff that laced every Thursday record, but I can't forget got the slow-burn-swagger that gave Nirvana personal hit after personal hit. In my imagination, I lift my hand and stare at this blood that's oozing across my palm. It's the same blood that ran through my veins as a 16 year old heartbroken kid. I'm lying flat on my back on my old bed. This weird grey/red paisley comforter my mom got on sale at Macy's is all that separates me from the sheets I haven't changed
Beach Slang, or: How I learned to Stop Worrying and (Try To) Love the Sincerity Love Letters by Jason - February 25, 20161 Growing up a punk rock kid is filled with dichotomies. On the one hand it is all honesty and expression while on the other it is draped in leather and scowls. On one hand there is finger- pointing and sing-alongs while on the other is the merch guy (or girl) that intimidates you to buy an LP for fear of… I don’t know…. I can only speak from personal experience of course but I always found these two contrasts pulling at me any time I put on a record or went to a show. If I dropped the needle on a new L(P)ove I often times had trouble wanting to convey this to friends. The side of me that wanted to constrain my passion was
Turnover – “Peripheral Vision" Cocktails Recipes Reviews Spinners by Paul - February 21, 20160 Going back several years, I always felt let off the hook by “Big Girls Don’t Cry” because technically, I’m a male human. Therefore, it’s cool if I listen to all these all these weepy young-bloke bands until I grew up. I didn’t know it was possible at this point in my life for these "old bones" to be so into a band like Turnover (band page). I imagined by now I'd be donning turtlenecks and acid wash jeans. I'd be sipping on a Tom Collins, grilling Oysters on the beach while Adult Contemporary radio takes barely-discernible withdrawals from my already waning testosterone levels. Thus the testosterone medication. “Peripheral Vision” gets 4 out of 5, which on my scale ain’t bad. This is the