Wolfmother- live at the wireless... delicious
This was written by the boy who introduced me to ECSR before they were cool and a monstrous amount of Melbourne bands before I was eighteen and legal(which eventuated in the finding of the truly spectacular stage-show that is Digger and the Pussycats) and updated my iPod; doubling its songs like a modern day mix-tape. However, my faith in his musical choosings has come to a debilitating standstill with this recent piece of new-found knowledge.
Reading that was like the aftermath of an explosion. I was shocked, and a bit confused. Firstly, Wolfmother is a piece of shit. Secondly, I don't understand the recent uprising in the use of the word 'delicious' or 'delish' from people from my old high-school. I hate this word in referral to anything other than foods, and even then I'd prefer you to just say, "dinner was good."
Now that I know this, I'm really scared that the roots of my iTunes could involve Wolfmother. Granted, once I actually came to Melbourne and Dad trusted me enough to allow me to inherit his records prematurely, I developed a lust for shitty under-produced sounds and was able to eradicate a lot of the Triple J stylin' soundtrack of my youth.
I'm just chilling on Wikipedia and apparently the guy from Radiohead is a fan of Wolfmother. Luckily I don't like them either. I wish Radiohead and Wolfmother would collaborate on a cover of Zappa's 'Return of the Son of Monster Magnet' and instead of saying 'cream cheese', they should say 'delicious'.
Yuck..yuk? Ew.
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