Goldicot Culls The Week - XIV

by Goldicot on Sat, May 24, 2025

You’re listening to it wrong

One recurrent failure in my theory of mind of others is how those who don’t like weird music think of their taste. “Oh boy, can’t wait to find more stuff that sounds exactly like what I’ve already heard.” Maybe it’s like action movie fans never tire of exploding gibs and foley meat punches? Even then, I’m looking for something new and clever in the choreography or design, if I’ve seen it before, it holds less appeal.

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Goldicot Culls The Week - XIII

by Goldicot on Fri, May 2, 2025

Why they can’t play riffs that fucks all the time

Here is where I would pen my thoughts on Deafheaven, if I had any. Sometimes I stare blankly at these pages for hours or days waiting to figure out my angle on a particular album. Mere description is too perfunctory, but profuse superlatives are too dismissive, by dint of being too impersonal. The tone is struck through to the middle ground, an attempt to articulate the uniqueness of the work, all whilst trying not to kill the magic of the thing itself.

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Goldicot Culls The Week - XII

by Goldicot on Sun, Apr 27, 2025

My life begins at midnight twelve

Time flies when you’re having fun. Luckily, none of these albums are about having fun. Put a halt to the inexorable approach of future and inevitable death with three works of pure hostility. You can always bear the pain for just a moment longer, for you’ve already borne it all this time thus far. No, I’m not three weeks late with this article. Why do you ask? 3 Rothadás Töviskert… a kísértés örök érzete… lidércharang Me Saco Un Ojo March 21 What really sets doom apart from all other noise is the act of deliberation.

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Goldicot Culls The Week - XI

by Goldicot on Wed, Apr 9, 2025

Something for nobody

Comparisons are a privilege. You should only get to make them after a high-quality assessment of the thing itself. What is it? What is it trying to do? Does it do it? These are just some of what constitutes the bare minimum before the invocation of other, similar efforts, can be made. Of course, we’re all deeply unoriginal people, to the extent that some thinkers deny free will based on aesthetic unoriginality, you can only think the thoughts you have, so on and so forth.

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