"UHHH... I CAN EXPLAIN"
a fair warning is in place here: glassjaw's debut is an aggressively, almost dangerously misogynistic album. like, to the point where it's kind of comedic as an outsider looking in
i don't think daryl palumbo's expressions should be written off or unacknowledged here - even he resents them - but as someone who values raw emotion in his music, i cannot help but love the pure, unfiltered hostility in this man's voice
it goes without saying that on a lyrical level, this is one of the most pathetic fucking albums ever written. but it's nothing if not sincere; the unbridled, sloppy product of a desperate asshole dealing with self esteem issues, bad breakups and whatever other bullshit your average college loser goes through... all while suffering through hospitilization due to crohn's disease
it's a recipe for disaster, it is a disaster and that's exactly why it's one of the greatest post-hardcore records ever made
favorite track: hurting and shoving (she should have let me sleep)
