Like a lot of people who were reared on the underground and alternative rock sounds of the late 80s and 90s, I was heartbroken to hear about the unexpected death of Steve Albini earlier this week. When I'm not getting notifications about an algorithmically sponsored Instagram posts of a screenshot of a tweet I made about one of the last thing Albini posted on Bluesky (the kind of recursive human centipede of "content" that would absolutely make the man hurl), I've been thinking a lot about his... Read this story
