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lol. still better than Parquet Courts though.
Got a head of shattered dreams
Gotta leave it, gotta leave it all behind now
So I'll guess at what they're like:
Musically: Boring Pavement knock-offs made lo-fi to within an inch of destroying all life on Earth
Aesthetically: Like 99% of people in the Western world who aren't in jail right now, boring stubbly geek-glassed nonentities
in pog form!
The three months it took to repair my roof after Cash Machine came on the radio left me homeless and destitute.
Only band to do so in support of their debut album.
^Evidence can't lie as doubt into fact won't go...
Should probably make up a cooler one. Billy Bragg supported and Mick Jones came on and played a Big Audio Dynamite song. It was great.
it's got basically the same cover as the only album they released that sold well. subtle!
Of course Hard-Fi were going to abide by that cliche.
Wasn't their first album quite good/critically acclaimed though?
Until I realised that great bands had to get more literary inspiration than just the Sun and Nuts magazine.
There was one in particular that bothers me. I was 17 at the time and at an awkward phase. I was in the throes of my first relationship, and had just lost a ton of weight, which I'd put on in the wake of my parents getting divorced. They split when I was 13, so that weight was pretty hard to lose, because I'd just gotten so comfortable with it.
We took the picture on our way to Ozzfest. My friend's mom accidentally blew out a tire on the road to Seattle, which delayed a lot of the trip. It was awful, and to kill some time, we goofed off with a camera. I looked at the photos and noticed how gawky and awkward I was when I was that age. I felt somewhat disgusted, my nostalgia obliterated by unbearable sickness. And it wasn't really that it was a bad photo (which it was). It wasn't that I'm pretty sure I had a massive crush on that friend, which to this day she doesn't really know about. It took me a few minutes to realize what was so repulsive about that photo to me, but once I got it, it was unmistakable.
It's because I was wearing a motherfucking Hard-Fi shirt.