The ghost of Jacques Brel tells me to burn, to be naked, to write with a blade and no polite ink. And to stop living politely.
The ghost of Jacques Brel tells me to burn, to be naked, to write with a blade and no polite ink. And to stop living politely.
Bad Bunny, Kid Rock and the battle for the American stage in the irreverent review you didn’t know you needed.
The songs I used to improve my French, including La Bottine Souriante, Stromae, Edith Piaf and more.
Playlist with commentary on the sertanejo (Brazilian country) and funk (hip hop) songs I listened to dozens of times to learn Portuguese.
Two new songs that sound like old music, and two new songs that don’t sound like music.
Why emo music isn’t so bad, and a few tracks of (what I thought was) emo rock.