STILL SINGLE

A space for thoughts on music and culture, as written by Doug Mosurock and a select handful of individuals. This is intended as a supplement to our regular feature Still Single, published on Dusted Magazine. Updates will run here more frequently, and may feature writing on music not covered in the column. Compact discs are still not accepted for review -- we have more than enough vinyl and the occasional cassette to worry about. Our Twitter feed keeps you apprised of reviews as they're published. It's kept locked and private, because with a name like @stillsingle, everyone thinks it's a dating site. Approvals happen whenever they happen.

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June 27, 2012

Looks Like Miaou – s/t LP (Bon Voyage)

So is it still cute when French people get all into our cultural castoffs? Oh, shut the Ford tailgate … so who out there believes that I just spent over thirty minutes trying to think of a funny way of putting the fourth (and therefore…really shitty) Alan Vega solo album (I don’t even know if there is a fourth Alan Vega solo album…and don’t care) in the same league as Jay Leno would put Jerry Lewis and Mickey Rourke, all out of disdain for reading some online bio crap that I remember as “they combine ‘90s fuzzed-out guitars with Suicide!” If this was from the States, it would be the worst US Maple karaoke band to ever breathe air after a severe beating and six months of spinal meningitis (for all members) … or just some contrived, ultra-pretentious Xiu Xiu-style mishap trying to pass itself off as “outsider” rock. Reviewing bad records comes with the reading of bad music writing as an occupational hazard, in the name of research, and the fact that I had to make that final point means that now I have shape-shifted into a shitty music writer (my people are reassuring me that it is a temporary ailment) in the name of giving this hilarious miscarriage about 200 more words than “Looks like Miaou (whatever the hell that is)? Sounds like [enter reader-blindsiding nastiness exhumed from handy copy of Truly Tasteless Jokes #5]!!” Bon voyage, indeed … er … (http://bnvyge.tumblr.com)
(Andrew Earles)

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