the first half of Say Hello to The Angels is some of the corniest indie of the era, and the outro of Say Hello to the Angels is one of the sickest, coolest, nastiest pieces of music I have ever heard in my life. 2002! What a time. What a terrible time.
Fascinating to be a guy whose brain grew up feeding on culture that was all about rejecting monotony who is now gradually beginning to develop a dim cognisance of the nature of the events that await him
Any analysis aside think Saving Private Ryan is basically a good movie, however there is absolutely no way that George Marshall had time for this shit on the morning of June 7th 1944
At some specific point in the past each of us unknowingly entered the digital Labyrinth, where we remain today, albeit far deeper within. A Friday evening in late Winter 2010 for me, I think.