imomus

Beckett (and I adore him) was a minimalist, I'm a maximalist. Everything plus the kitchen sink, tjat's my way! Because nobody else has the inside story. Because nobody talks about "spoilers" in relation to pop records. Because I won't always be alive. Because you've had eight years to digest the record before this particular "spoiler" came along, FFS! Because (and slightly contradicting that last point) the record talked itself into existence via long articles on imomus.com. Because there's a mind-body problem if you try to prize the record from my life and my thoughts at the time. Because if you really want to feel you discovered this record washed up mysteriously on the beach, all you have to do is skip the exegesis. But then you'd miss the thing you come here for, right?