Crazy good records on tap this week, five weeks until spring, it’s dark and we’re wearing sunglasses. Let’s do this.
With the dog days looming and a fistful of rad releases in wait, let’s forego the pleasantries this week in lieu of sheer, cold-hearted efficiency. Something tells me I won’t hear too many complaints about that when all is said and done, anyway.
After a brief deviation from the script last week, This One Goes To Eleven returns to regularly scheduled programming today with yet another batch of soul-crushing, life-affirming heavy. Needless to say, don’t touch that dial.