Where da fuck is “Tell Me You Love Me With My Meat Hammer in Your Mouff” by Mrs. Hannigan and the Vodski Violets?

…and if people like you keep writing about how much it matters, it will probably continue to do so…but if we don’t site Pitchfork way too many times for way too long at a music site other than Pitchfork, maybe it won’t matter so much.

The truth is – there’s no doubt that they’ve provided large-scale exposure for bands that possibly wouldn’t have bubbled up from obscurity, and they’ve been right a bunch of times (one important example for me is Broken Social Scene, although I first got turned on to them on an old internet radio station called AccuRadio). They’ve also shown that at other times, that they’re capable of having contradictory standards, flip-flop disease, straight up shitty taste, and their writers can be suckers for superficial backstories, image-over-substance cases, this-is-cool-because-no-one-thinks-its-cool trappings, etc. The idea that they gave those dung splatterings called Le Loup albums scores of at least 6.0 is laughable.

Now I’ve gone and talked about them more…Sorry, S-Gum! Thanks for giving us a comment section.

I’m still indifferent…kind of like how I am with Enya and Sprite…which are the two things you mix to get Grimes.

BTW- Anyone see her on Jools Holland? Anyone else able to notice that she “play-sync’ed”? I’m not talking about playing parts along to different backing tracks…I’m talking about faking playing parts to the tracks that are actually playing them.

I love blasting that song everytime I lose teeth at a shotgun wedding.

This was pretty well put. For me, the music itself is also just mediocre…it’s a pop/punk duo playing generic punk/pop stuff but with less skill and recording chops than the average top 40 pop/punk band and the lyrics are about adolescence and nostalgia and other uninventive, played out pop/punk bullshit.