Damn you Grizzly Bear, your morose shit music was the cause of Dean and Cindy’s breakup. Frankie will now grow up in a broken home, I hope you have accomplished what you set out to do. Frankie, the little girl, the same girl whose dog ran away to Hollywood.
You’ve used your tight, sparse somber instrumentals for the negative.
God damn it I hate you Grizzly Bear. I hate you
Your name is suggestive of a copulative inclination towards the male species
curse you Jon Brion and the day your complex ultra-melancholic tunes brought tears to my eyes and heaviness to my heart
Give me strength Joel Barish, give me strength
You too, Justin Vernon
This is it. It’s going to be gone soon.
What do we do?