My Bloody Valentine m b v (2013)

living with this, giving it spin after spin to win love, after Loveless had earned it so effortlessly....  I'll never forget cresting Oregon highway 8, Canyon Road, at sunset, headed home, loving that album and its four-chambered, heart-transplant logic. They can't and don't with this, it's a muteness, a fuck-you surrender to time itself, Waterloo in all its mud and cannonfodder.