“I created so many of the things you care about – the songs that give your life purpose and joy. When you were 15 and rebelling, you were rebelling to my music… That song was not written on distorted guitar.I wrote it. Here. Somewhere between a blowjob and an omlette. There is no rebellion, there is only me earning a paycheck.”
A wild blend of noir tropes and surrealism, this feels like a masterpiece that will take years to fully decode — incredibly divisive, either leaving you on the outside looking in or inside not knowing what’s going on but entranced never-the-less.
★★★★★
