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We’re wrong a lot. Sometimes an artist we think will be the next big thing ends up going nowhere, or makes a cascading series of bad decisions until all that’s left is the faint wisps of a promising single, confined to the impermanent archeology of low bitrate YouTube rips. Other times, the guy that sounds like that other guy — who really sounded…
Your world is what you make it, and there’s nothing more terrifying than that, which is why Elysia Crampton’s overwhelming American…
I couldn’t have been more than eight when it started.
Christmas would roll around, or maybe my dad’s birthday, and each time this happened, my younger sister and I…
Barron had this apartment in Shoreditch that he used as a place for bands to crash. The building was nice, but the apartment was a mess. After months of bands coming through for just a couple days at a time, the floors were streaked with a grey coating, and there were miscellaneous sleeping bag stuff…
Approximately 65 million years ago, when I was an editorial assistant at The FADER, my then-boss sent me to Def Jam to listen to an early version of Freeway’s second album Free At Last. I went…
