‘TDAGARIM’ connects adolescent fears to the sound of a wrecking ball – obviously I was too embarrassed to like it ten years ago.

‘TDAGARIM’ connects adolescent fears to the sound of a wrecking ball – obviously I was too embarrassed to like it ten years ago.
Meadows are liminal spaces that lead to or from destinations – in and of themselves, they are often bare and underdeveloped.
Perhaps only D’Angelo and Erykah Badu have incarnated R&B with such effortless magnetism.
Dizzee was on the estate, unafraid to express ugliness, questioning whether things would ever change.
A chic rom-com with the lyrical posture of Morrissey and the humour of Father John Misty.
‘Licensed To Ill’ is cringeworthy, abrasive, and grotesquely enjoyable.
This is a true collective effort from a hive mind of virtuosos.
This is a pitch-perfect, diaphragm-clearing exhale of love.
The writing hits like an inner monologue down a small-town street: heel taps, lamp-swings, and finger clicks.