Review – Dancing to Architecture

The ecstatic horrors of Jeff Rosenstock

Few songbooks so consistently capture the post-2016 sense of life coming apart as Jeff Rostenstock’s poppy humanist punk.

A profoundly beautiful song in which love is nothing more or less profound than an act of nature.

My beloved Cool Calm Pete is back, and I took five months to write about it. It’s a strange and beautiful album that get’s better with every listen.

An album with such a jarring disjuncture between its aesthetics and its politics I have to deal with them completely separately.