Yup

This is it. I don't think there's any way not to be pretentious about this, but I'm starting a blog based solely on my reviews and opinions of bands, albums, shows and anything else musical I can think of. It's about time I had a place to rant all of this. And maybe I'll get some writing experience out of this and make it so that by the time I get out of college I'm good enough to start doing something with music for the rest of my life. Or maybe someone else will want to write with/for me, and we can start a magazine, and take over the world. Or maybe people will just get pissed off and stop reading.

Now, since I couldn't think of any other way to start this, a review of a good album.

Say Anything- "...Is A Real Boy"

I’m just going to let you know that this is one of my favorite albums of the year, so I may be a bit biased in what I write. Headed up by judgemental-scenester-cum-bipolar-prodigy Max Bemis, “…Is A Real Boy” shows off the crater on his shoulder against all the critics and indie kids who are no doubt going to flock to songs that mock their very existence. He doesn’t hide the derision of the alt-rock genre, speaking clearly before the first song: “And the record begins with a song of rebellion.” They blast the critics, preemptively guessing the clichéd lines that will be used to describe them. With lyrics like “Your art/It brought me to my knees” and “You’re so perfect to please us/You make all the right noise” yelled back in angry harmony, most would be left speechless to label them as indie or alt or any conventional genre. And that’s what they’re going for. Spanning styles, they run through the darkly romantic “I Want To Know Your Plans” to the all-around-judgmental “Admit It!!” where they scoff the thrift shop hipsters yet still point out that they themselves worry about how much sex being a rock star will get them. No one is safe. I’m sure if they read this review they’d point out the pretentious use of hyphens in the 2^nd sentence and the cliché of “no one is safe,” but that’s ok, because they include themselves in the ridicule. It’s not politics. It’s not a rebel yell. It’s rock. It’s great. That’s all you need to know.