I will no longer participate in the gentrification of weed after my card expires in February, and I apologize for wanting something so badly that it took me so long to see what was going on. I just wanted a good night’s sleep, man.
Clearly, I thought, the state’s joke of an unemployment system has been covered and gutted. But it hasn’t been gutted enough.
When December comes, we feel the incredible urge to affirm our glorious responsibility as the ultimate authority on the past year’s discography. So bear with me, and behold, five of our favorite local releases from 2014.
Warning: there will be no analysis of the importance (or lack thereof) of the Boston Music Awards beyond this point. Well, maybe a little. We can't help ourselves.