Chrystabell and David Lynch’s new album Cellophane Memories may be one of the worst albums I’ve ever heard—or the best. Either way, as a work of art, I’m certain it’s some sort of genius. I make the distinction here between an album and art because Cellophane Memories, released last week by Sacred Bones Records, is … Continue reading
As you know, dearest Filthy Dreams readers, we, here at Filthy Dreams, spent most of the year obsessing about Twin Peaks: The Return. Even after the show’s finale in September, we’ve been stuck in the Roadhouse, haunted by not-Laura Palmer’s final scream and whisper. I still close my eyes and see Laura pulling off her … Continue reading
*Karate CHOP!* Why hello there, dearest Filthy Dreams readers and Twin Peaks fanatics! Oh, what am I doing? Well, I was just practicing my Special Agent Cooper/Dougie ninja moves, especially his swift chop to the neck he delivered to that squealing hit man. But, we’ll get there soon because we’re Lost In The Bang Bang … Continue reading