Monthly Archives: April 2011

Angry Birds

After months of play­ing Bejew­eled 3 on my lap­top dur­ing down­time at home — some­thing to occupy my hands and time while watch­ing TV or lis­ten­ing to music, because, appar­ently, those things aren’t enough, on their own, any­more — I became bored with it. I’d earned all the badges and accom­plished every­thing I’d hoped to

American Psycho, etc.

Recently, I com­pared Earl Sweat­shirt to both Bret Eas­ton Ellis and Patrick Bate­man, and Earl to Amer­i­can Psy­cho. That very exer­cise refreshed many of my reac­tions to the book and its main char­ac­ter. It’s been about a year since I read Amer­i­can Psy­cho, but it was a deeply mov­ing, even haunt­ing, expe­ri­ence, and I’ve wanted

Earl Sweatshirt — Earl

As leg­end has it, 16 year old Earl Sweatshirt’s hip-hop career was a secret to every­one but his OFWGKTA cohorts and fans. Then, his par­ents found out about his music. So dis­turbed were they, upon lis­ten­ing to his raps, that they sent young Earl to mil­i­tary school. As a result, his crew is left shout­ing,

Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All

The excess of Kanye West’s My Beau­ti­ful Dark Twisted Fan­tasy — the most cel­e­brated 2010 album in hip-hop, and maybe any genre — left me feel­ing more than a lit­tle turned off. A thought that entered my mind (but not my blog) was that the album rep­re­sented a moment in hip-hop that mir­rored some kind