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A HOLLY, JOLLY
HITS LIST
A December to remember (12/6a)
REVENUE CHART:
MALONE IS MONEY
Yet another post about Post (12/6a)
TAYLOR LIGHTS HER "CHRISTMAS TREE"
With lots of shiny tinsel (12/6a)
THE HAPPY WARRIOR OF THE RECORD BUSINESS
What a great guy (12/6a)
GRAMMY CHEW: WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE, ANYWAY?
Those who fail to learn from the past are destined to repeat it. (12/6a)
EGGNOG!
Ours is mostly bourbon.
MISTLETOE!
Delicious in salads.
CHESTNUTS!
Ours are roasting, but it could be these slim-fit jeans.
WEED!
An entire Christmas tree made of it. Is what we want for Christmas.
THE B-SIDE
FUTURE LIILY LOVERS, LISTEN UP
3/8/19

BY SAMANTHA HISSONG

Back in January, I had the immense pleasure of getting slapped in the freakin' face by the utter breath of fresh that is Liily. This buzzing alt/rock band, comprising four 20ish-year-olds, took over L.A.'s beloved Echo for a month-long residency that drew seriously packed crowds.


And they're worth the hype, churning out sharp, confident and fun-as-hell bangers that appear impressively polished, thanks to top-notch production, while being delivered with punk-rock grit on just-released EP, I Can Fool Anybody in This Town (Flush Records). Maybe I'm the one being fooled, but I sure do pray that's not the case. These guys, repped by Present Artist Management, spark hope in what's left of my fractured heart for the future of instrument-wielders and evaders of pop homogenization everywhere. Sure, they still have room to grow, but that just makes the moment even more exciting. I look forward to seeing (and hearing) what's next for these for these inciters of sparkling frenzy. It's just the beginning, and I choose to keep the faith. 

If you're looking for an excellent excuse to carelessly flail about, go check 'em out on their current tour, which includes a stop at L.A.'s Roxy as soon as tomorrow. And they'll be making the SXSW rounds next week, so you really don't have a single valid excuse to avoid diving into some cooler-than-you vibes that simultaneously promote exhilaration and glorify the moody. I mean, really, what else could you ask for?