prestidigititis--disqus
Prestidigititis
prestidigititis--disqus

If critics only came up with number scores for movies and left it at that, you'd have a stronger point. But critics also single out films for inclusion in year/decade/personal best-of lists, not to mention the way they discuss films come Academy Awards time. The critical acclaim for Boyhood goes far beyond numerical

Court is but a door, pal is but a window.

So if I threw you out the time and locked the front death in December 2000, I probably wouldn't see you until next century.

Wrong spelling of pee-ronna too.

I'm working on it, okay? She still doesn't quite have the timing down for Soda Popinski.

Ululate.

Frank's like this amazing sonic architect on this album; he builds spaces for each song and knows just how cramped or sparse to make them. It manages to make every song into this little curiosity you want to explore the little corners of, but also make these deep and true connections with you. Not on every track, and

It's the wealthy business owners who are the adverb creators, according to Fox News.

What's up?

There are moments on this album that I simply cannot believe. The way he bites "Here, There, and Everywhere" for half a measure on "White Ferrari" just slays me.

Shouldn't Schwimmer be cast as one of the Olympic schwimmers?

You can if you're Elmer Fudd.

Agreed. The vocals—both lead and the harmonies he experiments with—elevates this stuff above your typical odds-and-sods collection.

Halfway through it now. Some of this stuff is fantastic, some of it just feels like a collection of experiments that could've used a little oversight, and don't quite flesh out. Most of the time, Frank's voice and flow take the songs somewhere quite good (and I really liked the overlapping vocal tracks on "Mine"). The

I'm giving it a first listen right now.

The polls. Most of them. All of them?

I'd heard that Isley Brothers cover before, but it didn't stop me from shivering when Frank starts it off on that super-high, super-fragile note coming out of the strange opening track.

He'll be fine. He's disguised as mild-mannered Pixies frontman Black Francis.

So this article was sort of a pan in The Flash?

No "Cream of Gold" mention? C'mon.