PrettyFakes

There is nothing about you playing that 2005 Duran Duran tour DVD so loud that I can hear it over my window unit that is not just so sad and weird, middle aged neighbor bro. I shan’t judge if you want to spin “Girls on Film” or “Rio” and even though “Come Undone” is lowly treacle a girl I loved put it on a mix tape for me so it gets a pass, too, but recent live versions with huge Warrant-drums?

That’s just depressing, is all.

There is a secret river that runs through rock and roll. It’s the same river Elvis traveled at first—and later the Velvet Underground, Big Star, and Chronic Town-era R.E.M. It’s that burbling, hidden music that never makes the radio and your parents never like, the kind only traded on mixtapes in high school bathrooms or sold as dusty relics at Goner or Shangri-La or Little Big Store.

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