CAR SEAT HEADREST

The Scholars

Matador

For the past year or so the only band I’ve listened to is Car Seat Headrest. This is not because I like Car Seat Headrest (even though I do, a lot, now—more on that later), but because I have a 13-year-old named Harvey who fucking LOVES Car Seat Headrest, and when you’re in the car with a 13-year-old who feels a certain way to an almost fanatical degree, it’s just easier to give in and say, “Alexa, play Teens of Denial for the millionth time, for fuck’s sake.”

I have only a vague recollection of when Harvey first played Car Seat Headrest for me. I think my initial reaction was something along the lines of “Oh, the guy sounds like Lou Reed on this one” or “Wait, did he just say, ‘I’ve been waiting for some real good porn’?” Nothing crazy. But here’s the thing: If you listen to any band for hundreds and hundreds of hours straight, they’re gonna get in your DNA and create the exact same effect as you loving that band.