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Exactly what’s wrong with post-Elliot Smith myspace culture. The notion that your guitar is the ultimate catharsis…the only way to bear your soul….bullshit. Continuing in the tradition of contrived singer-songwriter music of the 2000s, the human excuse barely scrapes the helm of experimental while remaining another awful project by a guy who truly believes there’s something different about his guitar than the others.
The Human Excuse is so get-all-my-friends-together-in-a-rented-rec-room-to-try-to-have-a-show-where-no-one-shows-or-gets-drunk-and-we-pretend-we-are-envoking-the-old-punk-DIY-spirit-but-no-one-knows-the-show-happened-and-only-girlfriends-and-the-one-guy-who-talks-to-your-girlfriends-about-how-he-is-lonely-show.
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