There are too many human beings, don’t you think?
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Overpopulation is destroying our Earth, don’t you think?
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There are too many human beings, don’t you think?
Overpopulation is destroying our Earth, don’t you think?



Continue reading “12 Glass Animals: How to be a Human Being”
Remember when I started this list, roughly 67 years and 8 months ago?
I kept making jokes about my multiple wives, remember?
I only went as far back as my second wife though, as I felt that people would read too much into it if I talked about my first wife

It was a silly aside, and helped me fill out the word count on some of (cough) this year’s more difficult to describe albums. It was dumb, cheap, and a little bit pointless
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Life, in and of itself, isn’t worth living

I mean, maybe it is: my life is certainly just about worth living

and maybe your life is worth living. In fact I’d bet that all the people reading this- all three or four of you- have lives that are definitely worth living

No, of course you don’t, they were terrible. One of my brothers, I can’t remember which because they’re both equally worthless to me, brought me their debut album for Christmas once, and it was a godless dirge apparently catered toward those who enjoyed The Klaxons’ general shittiness but found them altogether far too listenable
I’ve never forgiven my brother, and the fact that I can’t remember which one it was who brought it for me meant they both had to die in that tragic tiddly winking accident soon after that I have been legally proven to have had nothing to do with
Dev Hynes’s evolution since then has been extraordinary
Hey, did you know that people are still making classical music?
No, honestly, not just film soundtracks! I mean there are actually people still composing new pieces that aren’t just Hanns Zimmer going WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGG while Tom Hardy bites the Loch Ness Monster’s head off with his fists

Such an act of heroic senselessness would obviously convince Emma Stone that she did love Matt Hardy after all, despite all her previous banter, because women are generally only impressed by creative slaughter of mythical beasts
OK, all arguments are invalid from this point onward: if you don’t love all of the next 18 records- the actual best albums of the year- then you obviously don’t really appreciate either music or joy, and I’m wondering why you even made it this far, both on this list and in life in general without slitting your wrists

(Thought that song was called RIP it Up, took me fucking ages to find it)

Even if you ignore the brilliance of their name- which you absolutely should never do- the Swet Shop Boys are absolutely one of the greatest things on Earth
A rap duo- of which there aren’t nearly enough of in the first place- consisting of Indian-American Heems and the British-Pakistani Riz MC that chiefly spin takes on the scandalously under-represented subject of Muslim and second generation Asian immigrant experiences in the West, the police’s harassment of their ethnicity, and the hellish seduction of fundamentalism
