specifically regarding shitdisco

so on the advice of a friend (yeah, it was you, but i have to pretend like someone else might read this) i downloaded an album by the band shitdisco.

as per yoosh I checked pfork's musings on the album. typically I take the pompous nature of the pitchfork reviews with a grain of salt because i feel that:

a. i am going to get a full review and NOT some shitty blurb by some company douche who read the press release notice and came up with 4 or 5 unoriginal adjectives to describe the album and/or the same thing everyone else is saying
b. at least an honest opinion, whether good or bad.
c. something written above a 5th grade reading level, to which at many times the level at which the words are chosen I am forced to dictionary.com / wikipedia certain aspects. I certainly wouldn't claim to be able to read in any of their review without at least sometimes having feeling a bit disoriented by the landscape of descriptions that are typically employed in a pfork review. That challenge is half the fun.

However the shitdisco review must've been written by some pompous hipster jackass in what was likely someone's earliest attempts at getting their work published on that site. The thing that singularly infuriated me was the opening paragraph's pseudo-moral rant regarding the band's choice of a name. Accusing them of setting themselves up for failure. It fucking burns my scrot that (and although all people are free to their own opinions) that these sentiments were condoned on the same site that in the recent past has if not enhanced, at least applauded the work done by bands such as: Holy Fuck, Fucked Up, and The Fuck Buttons.

The obvious contradiction aside, its also annoying to see the opinion that the band choice of a name would factor into their desire to make it to "radio airplay". The type of message sent here kind of contradicts the integrity that I had associated with pfork. And now I'm disappointed.

Aside from all that the shitdisco album is aight. Its totally a half lamey cross between foals and the rapture. Not as dark and oppressive as the foals and not as punk as the rapture album echoes (the one that makes me lose my shit every time). But they're trying. I feel like the whole point to punk is to not try that hard though. Worry more about the energy you're putting into it, and less about the sound that is coming out. Or at least try to get that ideal to transcend into your ears.