Ugh, I haven’t read a review this poorly-written since like, early Pitchfork or Buddyhead (lol remember those guys, awful awful awful in retrospect) but at least the latter was pretty transparent about their cynicism and small-mindedness. Here, we have a reviewer that’s more interested in stuffing as many analogies as he can into the piece than actually engaging with the music he was tasked to listen to. Also, taking a page from Maura’s playbook here (wish her a happy belated birthday if you haven’t, she’s one of the best), but “old people, man” is not a critical stance like “chicks, man” isn’t.
