Now I need to start assembling this playlist.
This album is better than it has any right to be.
And I could not be more fucking excited about it.
One thing that I think drew me to Faith No More when I was a teenager was how much they all just seemed like a bunch of weirdos. Not like weird-for-weird’s sake weirdos—I could never stand that phony shit—but like people that felt totally free to follow their muse to whatever weird-ass place it wanted to go. I respect that. And it looks like time hasn’t dulled that for them at all. Awesome.
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“Like the castle in its corner
In a medieval game
I foresee terrible trouble
And I stay here just the same”
Can’t Buy a Thrill (1972)
I like this song. It strikes me as a frustrated admission of failure–which probably says more about me than the song itself, which is composed of just a few words.