It's official: I'm going to kill myself. And the Beach Boys' Pet Sounds is to blame

It's official: I'm going to kill myself. And the Beach Boys' Pet Sounds is to blame.

I don't even know where to begin with how bad this album is. It's like every terrible song you've ever heard, all rolled into one. The Beach Boys are known for their catchy, feel-good tunes. But Pet Sounds is just one big, excruciatingly awful mess.

I've tried to listen to it all the way through, but I just can't. It's so painfully bad that I can't even make it to the end. I've never wanted to die so badly before.

So, that's it. I'm going to go listen to Pet Sounds one last time, and then I'm going to put a bullet in my head. I can't take it anymore. Goodbye, cruel world.

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It's just an album dude, chill

>It's just an album dude, chill

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Lighten up, Francis.

I would have believed you if this post was about 'Let It Be... NAKED'. Faul's godawful butchering of Phil Spector's magnificent mixing would drive anyone who still had a shred of decency left to blow their brains out if they hadn't thrown it in a garbage can out of sheer disgust.

calm

don't talk user, put your head on my shoulder

The most pathetic part about this? Announcing your suicide plans on a shitty, dead board.

>don't talk user, put your head on my shoulder

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I love you, Brianschizoid