Going into what I fear will be an all-nighter, the idea that “the dark ages last a few hours, but that’s all the time that’s needed” is strangely hopeful. I don’t think Bedhead were talking about PowerPoint presentations, though.
Happy New Year. Here is Low pretending to be Joy Division which is I don’t even know what
Yes. This is exactly how I feel right now. When Ian Curtis sang “Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio” he was pleading for a feeling of connection and communal spirit in an alienating world. When Low sings the same lyrics, it’s with a sneer that seems to mean that the whole concept of communal experience is ridiculous and impossible. New Year’s Eve makes me feel more like Low’s version.