Today felt like a good day to post another Why? track; Fatalist Palmistry is currently my favorite track from the Berkeley, California indie/hip-hop act, though this title seems to change bi-weekly. The song can be found on Why?’s third full-length studio album Alopecia, released in March of 2008. Again, Yoni Wolf’s lyrics steal the show on [...]
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It feels like years since my last Why? post, so here it is. I was perusing Pitchfork today, as I so often do when I should be working, and came across a post announcing an upcoming Why? album entitled Eskimo Snow, scheduled for release this fall; This pleased me greatly. Today’s track comes from the Berkeley, [...]
Is it lame to post a song called Good Friday on a day called Good Friday? I’ve decided it’s 40% lame, 40% rad, and 20% holy shit this song is good. As you may have guessed from the title of this post, and the first two sentences, tonight’s tune is titled Good Friday. If you [...]
I’ve got ANOTHER tune from Why? today, making the Berkeley, California indie-rock/hip-hop band my most blogged about artist. By Torpedo Or Crohn’s is another track from the band’s third full-length release Alopecia. Front-to-back, side-to-side, or however one consumes an album, Alopecia is one of the solidest albums I have listened to over the past year. The [...]
Tonight’s post is another track from the Berkeley, California hip-hop/indie-rock band Why?. It seems like every song I hear from this group I end up liking more than the last. Simeon’s Dilemma comes from the bands third full-length studio album Alopecia. The two previous Why? songs I posted, The Hollows and These Few Presidents, come from [...]
Alright, I am back to posting after a week long drought; I apologize for the delay. It has been a hectic week with my day-job moving to a new location. Anyways, I’ve got another track for you today from the hip-hop indie-rock group Why?. I posted These Few Presidents a couple weeks back and thought [...]
The hits just keep on rolling with the second post of the day today. Not that I have anything better to do as I sit across the table from my father, both of us huddled over our laptops typing feverishly, not a word spoken, and sharing nothing more than the occasional nod. It’s the little [...]
