Staff Picks: What James Royce (LA) Listens To
It’s important to remember that Monster Children isn’t a single narcissistic paranoid schizophrenic whispering to themselves in front of a laptop all day, but a group of anywhere from five to fifteen narcissistic paranoid schizophrenics depending on who is or isn’t in a k-hole.
And because there are so many of us, all with different styles and tastes, there is a lot of conflict in email chains and text threads and bar booths. ‘Kelly Slater is a God!’ someone will yell. ‘I don’t think God is bald!’ another will retort, and so on and so forth. It is our differences of taste and perspective that make us worthwhile, and that facilitates the production of such diverse and multifaceted content every week (you’re welcome).
That in mind, to highlight some of the specific staff and also to allow them a platform to show their garbage musical taste without it being necessarily associated with Monster Children as a whole, we present Staff Picks; the musical loves of our individual contributors from NYC to Melby (I said it, Josh, suck on that); London to Tokyo.
This week, we hear what Los Angeles-based contributing writer/surfer/fuck-around-artist James Royce listens to. I admire Roycey’s confidence above all in his taste, and the fact that he is simultaneously the least offensive and most thoughtful writer we have on staff. The man who can write a seven paragraph hilariously sarcastic and yet quizzically precise intro to a QA with a surfer is also the one providing the below quote for a playlist featuring Willie Nelson. This is what I meant by conflict.
