Dearest the Black Lips:
I didn’t really like your last two records. The live show you put on, while still incredible is now populated by untold scores of d-bags sporting mustaches (just like yours) and short shorts. What’s up with that?
Spitting is funny and kissing each other seems alright, but it’s just an act. No one’s really freeqd out by it. It’s a gimmick.
Your albums on In the Red and Bomp! are still incredible, but this Vice styled chicanery needs to stop.
You gotta be you, some of the time and I’m glad when you are. But the Alimighty Defenders, whilst sounding like a good idea – partnering with King Khan and BBQ, what’s not to like about that? – sounds like you foned it in. It’s not bad and surely beats out alotta the garage nonsense unloosed on an unwitting public during the early aughties, but if you guys spent more time being normal dudes instead of a compendium of what rock and or rollers is supposed to be, everything’d be alright. Promise.
Hugs and kisses,
me.
PREVIOUSLY:
A Tribute to King Khan
The Black Lips :: Not A Problem
The Black Lips :: 200 Million Thousand
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