A quick and dirty review of a quick and dirty EP from new Brooklyn band Curelight Wounds. Naturally, as a prematurely middle-aged Londoner I have my finger on the pulse of the Brooklyn noise pop scene. Or…full disclosure time…they actually got in touch with me via this website’s Contact page with links to their music and a blurb about it.
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It’s at this point that I realise this exercise is quite a strange, time-consuming and, dare I say it, exposing one. I’m not organised enough to write down everything as I go about my day, so end up self-editing, to an extent. And then the doubt. Oh, the doubt. Does this exercise make me seem dull and indulgent? Or do I look like a try-hard?Especially as I’m offering a particular, edited view of myself? Ah, who cares, here are days three and four… Read the rest of this entry »
Well, onwards and upwards to part two of the culture diary. Pretty soon this may seem like a bad, and frankly narcissistic, idea. But until then, more of me pretending to be culturally aware, with hilarious (or not) consequences… Read the rest of this entry »
Inspired by the Paris Review’s Cultural Diaries, my blog post that covered it, and having ideas above my station, this week I shall be mainly inflicting my cultural consumption upon you, my lucky readership. Here you’ll find what I’ve been reading, watching and listening to. For your pleasure. And, perhaps, in a bid to make me consume more worthwhile stuff. Plus, I’m up to some interesting things this week. Read the rest of this entry »
Wait until next year 