love + ruckus

a blog by Caroline Shadood:
another wide-eyed Brooklyn-dweller.
freelance writer, promoter, and event planner;
co-founder and editor of Broadist; likes music, occasionally takes pictures of houseplants.
contact: cshadood [at] gmail.com / caroline [at] broadist.com
Jun 25
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If only there were some pop album that had songs about, say, how girls’ pussies are literal goldmines; being in a threesome involving a girl a girl and the universe; persuading a girl whom you hear through the ceiling being sexually undersatisfied downstairs for a real lesson in love (orgasming); being chewed up, digested, and crapped out—in sensual terms—by the beloved; how your love is like the Louvre; and other, strange, strangely complex love songs. And maybe those songs could have some fresh, eminently catchy production? Oh wait! That album does exist. It’s The Blow’s 2006 release, “Paper Television.

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check out this article, it’s actually pretty cool to see Paper Television deconstructed.

(via fuckyeahtheblow)