LUNAR ACORN - Ep.75 Ft. Hal & Ron (Blasphemous, Death Sculpted Productions)

Philly's extreme metal booking and promotion dynamic duo, Hal and returning guest Ron joined us on a wednesdee.
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HOMEWORK ASSIGNED -
Hal:
Blazing Tomb - S/T EP
Embrace Your Punishment - Made of Stone
Ron:
Goetia - S/T EP
Dennis:
John Stewart - Unleavened
King Woman - Created in the Image of Suffering
Tommy:
Josh Pugh - Live at Birmingham
Neglect - The Complete Don Fury Sessions

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Fleabag. It'd been in my queue for years, and since I couldn't wrap my head around starting a show (that doesn't produce self-contained seasons, of course) in the second season, I started it like a normal human would--with Season One, Episode One. Subtract a merit for not following Maeve's assignment to the letter, I s'pose. Breaking the fourth wall is something I usually absolutely loathe in my entertainment (novels, especially) so that took some getting used to, particularly since she's the only one doing it. If everyone does it, (docu-style like they did in Modern Family, for example) I'm not as bothered, but this House of Cards/Deadpool approach is overwhelmingly constant. So... Other than that initial acclimation, I liked it a lot. I love the jazz freakout title card. Can we do away with the opening sequence now? Like, as a thing. They’ve all been trying thier best to be Season One of True Detective and it’s the hardest of eyerolls. I laughed good and healthy at “I’ve always felt insecure about my face.” “There’s nothing wrong with your nose.” The Floundering Millennial isn't a particularly original premise. There’s something to be said about the fact that the English approach humor from just left-of-American enough to make their comedies different in a specifically enjoyable way. That might actually have a lot to do with why this was such a critic/audience darling while it was on. Anglophiles just BURNING through AAA batteries. Season Two was better in that each episode seemed much more organically grafted. Each episode a scene. Season One felt a lot busier, somehow, until it’s end and the reveal, of course. That was very very focused. It boggles my mind that half the characters are never actually named. One thing I kinda loved the most: the priest being the only one noticing Fleabag’s fourth wall breaks. I’m sad there’ll never be any more of this.
TJ. Weapons of White Destruction. Dumbest and best closer. (How weird that the same night I watched TJ interview Greer for the episode 25 homework, I'm watching this, assigned fifty episodes later.)
Weyes Blood. Titanic Rising. It's unsettling how much she sounds like Karen Carpenter. A couple of musical surprises here and there, (the end of "Everyday" and the key noodles of "Movies", for examples) but for the most part, this is just good ol' pop-twang balladry, sad as shit and swayable.
JPEGMAFIA/Danny Brown. SCARING THE HOES. Jesus Christ, I'm exhausted. This shit is busy. as. fuck. Did Aphex Twin produce this? Gotdamn. How many tracks are on each of these songs, thirty-two? Mixer must've been setting off fire alarms. Also, as a former YMH loyalist (I'm aware of the oxymoron there...), I do admit that this is the first of Danny's rapping I've heard. It's what I expected, honestly, and I prefer JPEG. I don't think I've ever heard a rap album where the vocals aren't the most forward thing in the mix. These looped samples and wild beats are clearly the stars. Title track is the best thing here, not least of all because I can safely learn it and rap along with my white devil tongue or because those horns are jazz spazz awesomeness.
Rival Schools. Pedals. Most of this was pleasantly ignorable, but that guitar noise solo thing in "Big Waves" could fuck all the way off for its obnoxiousness. How dare you make me listen up, you damn noisy solo thing. I was almost done!
Pedro the Lion. Progress. This isn't the first time a homework assignment reminded me of Elbow or Radiohead, and I love it. I've never heard of these guys, but if this EP is indicative of the rest of their discography, I'm in.
Kacey Musgraves. Golden Hour. "In Tennessee, the sun's goin' down/But in Beijing, they're heading out to work." Yeah, that's how time zones work, bitch. Don't be thick in front of me, Kace. Is this pop rock? Disco country? Alt-mericana? All the above, Regis. Final answer. "Oh, What A World" is what Hallmark Christmas movies would sound like if they were just equally as dumb songs. (There's another half hour to this? Fug sake, man...) This is too happy to not completely piss me off. Even the sad stuff somehow sounds optimistic. "The sun'll come up tomorrow, so smile." kinda bullroar. Hell, the album literally closes on "It'll all be all right." I need some ugly UGLY extreme metal after this.