I need to shy away from writing reviews on music that nobody cares about. How am I ever gonna work my way up the Google rankings if I keep covering metalcore and avant-garde droneprov records on a predominantly indie rock/hip-hop site?
Somewhat glumly, I present to you my newest published work on prefixmag.com. I wrote this one in between morning and afternoon Yom Kippur services, sitting at an outside table at the Hollywood and Highland complex. Keep in mind that I hadn't had anything to eat since 7pm the previous night, I was wearing a suit and tie, and I had spent the entire day stewing in my oppressive guilt with hundreds of other Jews doing the same. You'll probably be able to sense that in my prose:
Mandarin Movie: Mandarin Movie review at Prefixmag.com
I've got a whole shitload of new concert suggestions up for the rest of the week. 95% certain that I'll be going to hear Art Brut on Thursday, Nevenka/Jeff Gauthier on Friday, and Dillinger Escape Plan on Sunday. Let me know if you're interested in coming along!