Welcome to another volume in our [ed: quite possibly endless] series, Doktor Paimon’s Leftover Meds. Once a week [ed: ahem... uh huh] I’m going to hit random on my phone and review the first album to come up in my not-inconsiderable collection of varied music ranging from total crap to beloved crap to things I’m a little bit pissed nobody else has listened to.  

Killer Mike

R.A.P. Music

There were a lot of thing I disregarded for too long because I first encountered them at a time in my life when I felt like I had to dislike things because they weren't metal. I've eaten a lot of crow over the years, but nowhere have I...

Welcome to another volume in our [ed: quite possibly endless] series, Doktor Paimon’s Leftover Meds. Once a week (or more, if I feel like it) I’m going to hit random on my phone and review the first album to come up in my not-inconsiderable collection of varied music ranging from total crap to beloved crap to things I’m a little bit pissed nobody else has listened to.  

The Gun Club

Fire of Love

Lets get this out of the way up front: Jeffrey Lee Pierce needs to not use the N-word. I know, being a visionary heroin user grants a certain outlaw status, but white dudes casually tossing around racial slurs isn’t transgress...

Welcome to another volume in our [ed: quite possibly endless] series, Doktor Paimon’s Leftover Meds. Once a week (or more, if I feel like it) I’m going to hit random on my phone and review the first album to come up in my not-inconsiderable collection of varied music ranging from total crap to beloved crap to things I’m a little bit pissed nobody else has listened to.  

Danny Brown

Atrocity Exhibition

Danny Brown's voice is obnoxious in the best way possible. Its nasal, kinda whiney, and unpredictable. It's also, once the shock wears off, deeply addictive, incredibly organic, and just about the only voice I can imagin...

Welcome back to another piece in our several thousand volume series, Doktor Paimon’s Leftover Meds. Once a week (or more, if I feel like it) I’m going to hit random on my phone and review the first album to come up in my not-inconsiderable collection of varied music ranging from total crap to beloved crap to things I’m a little bit pissed nobody else has listened to.

The Jesus and Mary Chain

"Psychocandy"

Feedback is the name of the game with The Jesus and Mary Chain’s first release. By “feedback” I don’t mean dirty tone, a hot amp, or sloppy production. This isn’t the fuzz of stoner metal. On Psychocandy, The Jesus and Ma...

Welcome to volume one in our several thousand volume series, Doktor Paimon’s Leftover Meds. Once a week (or more, if I feel like it) I’m going to hit random on my phone and review the first album to come up in my not-inconsiderable collection of varied music ranging from total crap to beloved crap to things I’m a little bit pissed nobody else has listened to.  

Cake

“Comfort Eagle”

I have to say I was a late comer to the Cake train. When Cake first hit the radio I was hip deep in my angsty goth-and-weird-metal phase. They were popular and had heavy radio rotation which meant that I was contractually obligated to hate...