Too Cool To Die

It took me about 10 never-ending minutes to figure out how the heck I should tackle this post. The subject’s too multidimensional, I thought, so I should divide the ideas into separate ones — but alas, they’d lose their connection.

Let me explain: I came across a Brazilian artist whom music critic Sasha Frere-Jones digs, a guy who goes by the name of Babe, Terror. He lives in the neighborhood across from mine and is getting some international hype for his psychedelic Animal Collective-ish weirdness, which is a must-listen if you’re into that type of stuff. Through him I bounced over to Alan McGee’s phenomenal, dewy new-music site (love the retro colors and feel, by the way) Too Cool To Die, where he’s featured in an interview. But then I found a post about some emerging garage bands written by the mighty McGee himself on the site, and consequently got deeper into the clicking. So before I find something else through that site I want to write about and consequently make this post even more layered than a lasagna, I’m going to stop and let you continue the fun. Too Cool To Die"”what a great name indeed"”will lead the way.