argh!

[aquandrian]

Reading Pitchfork's review of You Are All I See. Holy mother. No wonder Patrick was so acidic about them. Even my jaw kinda dropped with the 'ow' and the 'jesus, you did not just say that' and the 'oh! god! precious!' Oh man. That drew blood. In a classic open with a smile and then twist and twist harder and ohjesus that was the artery.

Reviews. Why am I suddenly so affected by reviews? Meh.

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