My review of Wild Smile, Suckers debut LP at The... →
My ears have been addicted for weeks now. Yours will be too. I promise.
Sex and the Shitty 2.
For two weeks I’ve been under a dark cloud. A cloud of annoyance and distraction, spitting rage and aggravation. See, the thing is that I work on a far west side block where an enormous billboard has stared into my office with the four, flame-smiled stars of Sex and the City 2. Photo-shopped onto sandy dunes, all a-swirl in couture, they’ve been mocking me, daring me not to love...