fucking insufferable. the guy nobody really wanted at the party, waiting for a high five, hand in the air, for over an hour.

not something i would ever come back to, but these guys deserve some points for sheer enthusiasm.

absent the historical context, this is a great record with one too many instances of an adult man making baby sounds.

even at its least comprehensible, i get why people like this album so much. probably would have been huge to my teenage self.

has its moments, but, like, this is your man?!

i cannot rate this fairly, since this and If You're Feeling Sinister are two of the most formative albums of my teenage years, so instead i will just praise stuart murdoch's ability to depict a very familiar kind of comfortable discontent.

incredibly charming. will revisit.

look, i wore out my parents' CD copy of Gold like any obliviously queer teenager, but damn, i've been missing out on a whole discography!

yeah, okay, i can vibe with this.

this is what i imagined this whole project would be: not much songwriting, lots of guitar. unfortunately, it's also pretty good.

extremely 2002, but pretty solid.

so that's who iggy pop is. forgettable, but at least it's short.

fucking insufferable. the guy nobody really wanted at the party, waiting for a high five, hand in the air, for over an hour.

a nice country excursion. i just wish my buddies would stop shunning me for turning to jesus!!

not for me!

an incredible waste of new headphones.

one of those records that makes me wish i'd been a band kid in high school

i did not realize singing about wizards was such a long and storied tradition

you guys hear about this "nirvana" band?

i got sixteen tracks into the 30th anniversary version before wondering if i was into added material yet, which is high praise, honestly.