My first Pitchfork review!

Moor Mother's Analog Fluids of Sonic Black Holes invokes cosmic debts.

Several posts are still in purgatory, but for now: for Pitchfork, I reviewed Moor Mother’s Analog Fluids of Sonic Black Holes, an album about cosmic debts, spiritual residues and the beginningless and endless cataclysm we call “the world.”

This is particularly exciting for me, as I inhabit the radical identity of “guy who has been reading Pitchfork since he was a teenager.” Shout out to Elizabeth Gold and Jayson Greene, the plugs!