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How many buzz words in here go against the DIY punk ethic? I’ll get you started:
3. target lists
LINK It’s just too bad, for every “Animal Party” or ill-fated game of “Spin the Bottle” and well-placed anatomical guffaw there’s one too many tunes that just go through the motions, and old ones at that. Still, the tunes on Invisible Girl work, because Khan and Sultan’s love of the music they’re ripping off is obvious and infectious, and because they’ve got a knack for capturing the feel of the records they’re taking cues from most throwbacks can’t quite muster. Sam the Sham would be proud; that is, if he’s cool with dick jokes.
Since when can you praise an album and then call the songs you just praised “tunes that just go through the motions?” The reviewer, Paul Thompson, is terribly confused and was forced to not give the album anything above an 8. He gave it a 7.1. Which means nothing. It’s just a number.
…Is a song that I’ve never heard of! Fuck yeah! Pitchfork must have decided that it would be extremely underground to make a hip-hop Outkast song the best of the 2000s. “B.O.B” better than “My Girls”? Seriously? And b.t.w “Hey Ya!” is totally better. The list of 500 songs is filled with a lot of mainstream shit. Most of the list is disgusting. Like #7 “Get Your Freak On” by Missy Elliot. Somehow that song is more deserving than “Idioteque,” which is a great song, no doubt, but probably isn’t any more deserving than “Reckoner” or “The National Anthem.”‘ And you know what? I’m not even going to link to this piece of shit.