
It is, in fact, 2009. Yes, that's true, and the flurry of superfluous and not-so-superfluous ranting and raving about those guys who sit in a hippie Korg Circle and sing songs about blades of grass and pit-sweat and their album that is apparently the album of the FOREVER (which, I mean, was something that had been predicted the first time it leaked, straight from their imaginations ) and which will serve to divide Resonator Mag in half until someone concedes that that one song is pretty good . That said, I've come to realize [...]