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and its desolate atmospherics are juxtaposed
// 2003-01-30
self amusement: perusing music reviews to pull out the most pompous, ridiculous passages. ok, so i know what they're trying to say here, but, as the late nell carter would say, gimme a break.
"uplifting anthemic essence of dance"
"woozy, almost narcoleptic delivery seems to amplify the set's sense of ennui"
"bare-bones songs benefit from billowy atmospherics"
"leveling of genre distinctions"
"dimpled moptops from Oklahoma grow pepper-bearded and transform into wizened elder statesmen of sonic adventuring, the heartfelt candy of their loving bubblegum stretches ever longer into echoing soundscapes"
ok, yeah, that last one was almost amusing until you reach the last word... soundscapes. ugh. i thought soundscapes went out with john cage? |
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