As you probably already noticed, I have the terrible habit of mixing details from my private life with music criticism. The reason I do this is because, at its core, music is a highly subjective thing. No matter how hard one tries to be objective, it all boils down to how he relates to said album.
|Chester's music fuels my murderous nature.|
There are all sorts of bands out there ; some make me feel happy, depressed, angsty, while certain groups piss me off so much that I briefly return to my punching-pregnant-women in the stomach habit ( which I totally gave up – It was either this or smoking).
New Order’s 80’s disco feel good tribute, Lost Sirens, puts me in a good mood every time I play it, though it’s not their best work. In fact, it’s their weakest album to date. It’s so out of place and bland in parts that I nearly feel asleep while listening to this damn thing. But you know what? Fuck it. It makes me feels good and that’s that.