If your favorite band doesn't sound like they're having a nervous breakdown while playing a Chuck Berry riff, are they even trying?
Before the late-night melancholia of Rosso or the swagger of The Birthday, there was Futoshi Abe’s primal scream over a riff that sounded like a freight train derailing into a blues bar. thee michelle gun elephant
There’s loud, and then there’s loud. 🚬🎸 If your favorite band doesn't sound like they're