native nod – tangled
more mid-90s adolescent angst, this time male and louder and played on guitars and dissonant. also one of the greatest guitar rock songs ever. beautifully pungent trebly chords are arrayed in triumphantly tragic progressions then left to swim through murk. the rhythm section beats a solemn tattoo, solemn through all the changes of time and tempo. a panicked voice bleats “i love you” in desperation. if emo is dead, let this be the memory that survives.