New Strokes!

The new Strokes single is staring to make the rounds on the 'net. On first listen I can tell you that it's not good. I really dig the spy-movie bassline, but find the song to be altogether too messy and shambolic, and not in the kind of contained, precise way I expect from these cats. If this is any indication, the new album (billed as a "departure": never a good sign) is gonna suck. I really don't think there's anything wrong with stepping out of the expected boundaries, but some bands need to recognize their limitations. I want the Strokes to be the Strokes, dammit.

Wild about Harry

Bet no one has ever thought of that headline when discussing Harry Poter, eh? Haw haw.

Check out my request notice from the library:

Harry Potter and the half-blood prince
J ROW Rowling, J. K.
Position in holds queue: 531

Punk is dead. For real this time.

Punk, like indie has long ago lost any meaning. I know this, so why does shit like this rile me up so?

Suffice it to say, punk sucks. That applies equally to Ted Leo, Green Day and Good Charlotte. Shit.