To try to tease out representative phrases almost seems pointless when there's so much to like. Brzowski is metaphorical: "The artist taps a vein and then he tries to ride a wave." He is literal: "Home sweet hell/The familiar smell of musty sheets." He is political: "The upper crust social strata, who dictate policy and make global initiatives for the remains of the population stretched to the brink of believing damn near anything." He is personal: "I'm too old for this shit/And too stubborn to give a fuck."
Brzowski's often personal: "I thought I could self-flagellate to the point it would start to hurt you."
Whether this amounts to a cathartic exercise or simply a pulse-racing drink from the firehose depends on how you approach the work as a whole. If you're in a mood to commiserate, to wallow with them, to see the world for the black and uncaring world it can be, it will likely be the former. If you choose to speak, see, and especially hear no evil, it might not be your cup of tea.
Sam Pfeifle can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Brzowski + Moshe with DJ Graymatter + Nobody Cares + Apeshit + JJ King and Autonomous | at the Big Easy, in Portland | Jan 27 | www.milledpavement.com
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