
Film Review: Bong Joon-ho – “Parasite”
Parasite ultimately expresses the faceted characteristics in ourselves as a healthy balance, the possibilities and pendulum swings from one emotion and style of thinking to another defining us as complex individuals; Bong Joon-ho shows us the balance which can be created within the house of ourselves. Then in his typical unique way shows what happens...

Oddball Vintage Photo Set: Youth, Tenderness, and Skipping Class in the 90’s
Oddball Vintage began with the intention of showing what skipping class in the 90's might have looked like in a way which would encompass youth and tenderness in the process, how perfect these turned out could not have been anticipated.

Album Review: Thelma and the Sleaze – Fuck. Marry. Kill
It takes time to get where we are going, things evolve, our foot may ease the pedal off the floor a bit but in its place you get to feel that suspension tapping out the quarter mile rhythm on a back road burn sesh without a cop in site and sunlight still left to freeze...

Drunk Mums: US Tour | New Songs | World Domination
Having gone hard for five solid years now, spoon feeding Drunk Mums to every poor bastard I rub shoulders with, now less than a week until these Australian gods finally (FINALLLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) smell up Hotel Vegas, I daydream of the halo hazed optimism, the restored faith in a very alive still kicking spirit of rock n...

Film Review: Alita: Battle Angel (NO SPOILERS)
We as an audience find ourselves intrigued by her mystery; drawn to the shadow, squinting into the abyss with excitement of the potential sensed boiling beneath the surface. Alita is a martial arts film disguised as a heroes journey and that is what makes it great.

Missing Pages: Long Way Down and a Love Letter To Stephen Svacina
There was though a spirit crying out to us from the wilderness of our small nowhere nothing nobody towns which tempted us to risk the comfort of the familiar to land in a foreign place of culture shock and suffocating all alone and to know even on the darkest defeated nights that if we kept...

Willy Vanilla – “American Neck”
Willy Vanilla – “American Neck” By Jay Armstrong Willy Vanilla’s American Neck is lighthearted as hell. If only talent were allowed to speak in a space devoid of ego-maniacal ambitions more often. Every song has its own spine, its own strut. These guys aren’t trying to force an angle or end result. They don’t fall...

New Attractions – “Hole In My Heart”
New Attractions – “Hole In My Heart” By Jay Armstrong It is no secret that my love for The Rich Hands goes deep. Not a week passes without throwing on one of their records, especially Take Care, so hearing the New Attractions first release “Hole In My Heart” obviously hit with a blind force...

New Crush: Fanclub
New Crush: Fan Club by Jay Armstrong After all these years hanging in the back refusing to acknowledge beyond waning disinterest the failed synth attempts to sell pop for popularity one could easily grow weary and suspect of all things falling in that direction. Never though will that be the case, I sit candle lit...

Bustin’ Loose – Trouble Boys Video Premiere and Tour Kickoff
Trouble Boys – Bustin’ Loose By Jay Armstrong Video Premiere and Tour Dates Last month when we said “Trouble Boys make the best goddamn rock and roll Austin has felt this side of The Skunks,” you can believe we meant it. As they head out on tour this week here is your chance to...

Trouble Boys: Bigger Than The Both Of Us
Trouble Boys Bigger Than the Both of Us By Jay Armstrong In my own living room, as I’m hitting stride on some puffed chest ego stroking story about kicking dust with Cheetah Chrome and Bobby Liebling on some otherwise forgettable night of recent past, a friend interrupts asking “who are they? Should I know them?”...

Welcome To Our Hearts Haze County
Welcome To Our Hearts Haze County by Jay Armstrong I am in love with Haze County. These first songs are a selfish organic release of compounded layered expression yet speak to the ALL our individual spirits gravitate towards. Haze County breathes through frantic frenzied technique blurred beneath a rare sensitivity towards the bigger cohesive whole....

Crypt Trip Get Back To Their Roots
Crypt Trip Get Back To Their Roots By: Jay Armstrong Sure I’ve written warmly about them before, sure seeing them on a bill raises the quality standard of an excuse I need to stay under a blanket reading for the night, yet there has always been an underlying intangible which kept me from fully...

Film Review: Call Me By Your Name
It is no simple task to express the alive and the confusion of touching the all in those fading days of youth when the near violent sweep within us from weeping sadness and blind burning excitement shifts in a single breath leaving us lost as our knowledge fails us beneath the screaming of our hearts...

SASS
SASS By Jay Armstrong In a world of sham and plastic, where the view of the future optimistic finds itself walled by new condos and business park skyscrapers, knowing we can’t go back, what we have now and what we choose to do with it is detrimental. The importance lies in counting our allies,...

IT: A Film Above the Criticism
IT A Film Above the Criticism By Jay Armstrong As nostalgic exploitation and cultural appropriation choke the soul out of the last vestiges of creativity, we look back on the golden age of cult fanaticism through the lens of IT, our cold shallow like/not-like hearts boldly warmed to life once more through what we are...

Rock N Roll, Politics, & Seattle: An Interview with Dopers
Rock N Roll, Politics, & Seattle: An Interview with Dopers By Jay Armstrong There are times when sitting down to write about a band feels impossibly hollow, working more to void the attraction of the songs they create. Qualifiers and labels by nature are divisive, this becomes less an issue once we have held hands...

Jon Chamberlain: Representing the Void
Jon Chamberlain: Representing the Void By Jay Armstrong “Capturing people when they let their guard down is what makes a portrait special to me.” – Jon Chamberlain While the art is familiarized and internally grasped by so many, photographers find themselves shadowed by our swipe-swipe-swipe indulgences in this digital age, no longer do we...