Last Plane to Jakarta has an unbelievably great new article about an unbelievably awful-sounding tape. Yes, a cassette tape. By a band called therefore. Yes, with a period at the end.
Be sure to read his pop-up annotations. They’re wonderful. An example (on the subject of throwing away tapes we don’t even like):
Well, of course you don’t. Neither do I. It’s what makes us such very sick people. We find a place to put it, reasoning that there may well come a day when we want to hear it, and then when we’re forced to clean the house or move from one house to another, we find some new place to put it. When, fifteen years later, we find our three-song promotional advance copy of Ice Cream Tee’s “Can’t Hold Back,” we will feel wonder and awe at the depths of our illness, but will we do anything about it? Hell no, my friends, hell no.
I have never purchased any of the albums John Darnielle raves about on Last Plane to Jakarta, and I probably never will. But that’s what makes his writing so great. It’s not a sales pitch. It’s great on its own. You don’t feel manipulated after reading it. This article, on the other hand, is a recommendation. A strong one. And I hope you take my recommendation and follow the link. Because it’s good.