Occasionally angular, generally jilted and jagged, but always with a reverence for melody, ‘Manila Meltdown’ is a literal feast for the senses. I love being pleasantly surprised. I appreciate being reminded that Kerouac’s “mad ones”—“mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, […] never yawn or [...]
A Few Haphazard Notes on ‘Manila Meltdown,’ the Newest from Paper Satellites
