The fact that I listened to the titular album all of the time in tenth grade — and even asked my parents to buy a copy for me — and they still didn’t take me to get evaluated for ADHD is mind-boggling.
Fifteen years later, or thereabouts, and I feel like it’s just too much. I mean, I listened to Girl Talk, too, so the driving beats and tempo changes were part of that … indie sleaze party music scene. But Justice was more like … rock-club-swag-booming non-stop knives-out-in-the-nightclub music.
This album came from a time when we were fueled by Red Bull, Polyvore, Cobra Snake photographs, and Vitamin Water.
What a time to be alive!
Jamais Mayville 