It can boil down to the question on whether or not the distillation of the raw energy of sound in a open space competes well with that of the closed session. It may even determine the movement of the masses or the travel of the bits downstream to the many peer-to-peer network jackers. Jacked in and into the stream of consciousness that can be given and taken from the aural stimulants found breathing and pulsating on the shiny side of things to come. If it works, it works. If it doesn't, regrets and misgivings for the future to come.
Belvedere Jehosophat - Tuesday, January 4, 2005
This was meant to be the first in a Top Ten Live CDs That I Purchased in 2004. Unfortunately, as you can see, I became inconsolably bored and stopped at one.
This concert was recorded live on 5/2/84 during Crass’ last tour. I was but a sprat of four years when this gig took place.
Read the rest of Crass - Christ-The Bootleg review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Monday, December 20, 2004
Viktor Vaughn is MF Doom - MF Doom is Viktor Vaughn
I shot some savage craps when I bought this CD, and I guess I did pretty well; Vaudeville Villain probably isn't the classic that people are making it out to be, but it's probably one of the best hip hop CDs to have been released in 2003.
Read the rest of Viktor Vaughn - Vaudeville Villain review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Friday, October 29, 2004
I Can Hear the Heart Beating As One, which looks something like this:
has got to be one of the most frustrating CDs that I have ever bought.
Read the rest of Yo La Tengo - I Can Hear the Heart Beating As One review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Thursday, September 23, 2004
Dedicated with much love and much respect to [-o-].
Though the title suggests that this is a "best of" album it is in fact a collection of b-sides, singles and rarities.
Read the rest of Crass - Best Before... 1984 review
Jimmy Weasel - Wednesday, August 4, 2004
An ironic title for an instrumental album. To be sure, Greenland has no vocals at all. And initially, it's a bit weird to listen to, as it seems as though there's something missing. Like a phantom limb or invisible siamese twin that you can *feel* should be there, but isn't. But this twin isn't necessary. In fact, you were strong enough without that deadweight holding you back.
Admittedly, I first baulked at this album, thinking it too ambient. But I can't stop listening to it now. Its got moxy. And quite a lot of "build," and you just don't really experience that in enough songs these days.
Read the rest of Greenland - The Prisons of Language review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Sunday, June 6, 2004
you don’t know any of them, they are total strangers
Read the rest of Smog - Burning Kingdom review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Tuesday, May 25, 2004
From what I can tell, the Albini School of Record Production is little more than turning everything up and letting the band go for it, and, from this, I can safely conclude that he gets paid for doing pretty much nothing.
Frankly, I have to say that I admire the man—either he’s a recording genius or a charlatan who, by fluke alone, has managed to produce some of rock’s greatest albums— Surfer Rosa, In Utero, the Mclusky stuff, and, of course, his own Big Black output.
Whichever way, the man does good work, good fucking work.
Read the rest of Mclusky - The Difference Between Me and You is that I’m Not on Fire review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Tuesday, May 11, 2004
What we are dealing with here is a very strange beast, a very strange beast indeed. Essentially, rock 'n' roll's biggest geek, Dave Grohl, has crafted 12 authentic-sounding '80s underground metal-thrash-punk songs, and then invited the luminaries of those genres to provide the vocal tracks.
There is absolutely nothing in this CD that is in any way groundbreaking; the Lemmy song sounds like a Motorhead song, the Max Cavalera song sounds like a Sepultura/Soulfly song, etc.
Read the rest of Probot - Probot review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Sunday, May 9, 2004
Big Black blasted into my consciousness about 4 months ago with the same speed and brutality of that diamond bullet that hit Kurtz back in his Vietnams [sic].
My first introduction was with The Rich Man’s Eight Track Tape, which collected the Atomizer LP, the Headache EP and the Heartbeat 45.
Read the rest of Big Black - Songs About Fucking review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Sunday, April 25, 2004
Generally speaking, I don't have much in the way of time for drum n' bass – it can get pretty tedious and often doesn't have much going for it dynamics-wise. Also, if you listen to it long enough, it starts messing up your circadian rhythms and suddenly sleeping and eating become a chore.
However, what we've got here is drum n' bass put together by the ever talented Luke Vibert, who I may, in fact, have a crush on.
Read the rest of Plug - Drum 'n' Bass for Papa review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Tuesday, April 6, 2004
It's a sad state of affairs when the only redeeming quality of an album is the colourful picture of the rhinoceros on the cover.
The Future Kings of Spain wear their influences proudly; it’s not hard to pick out the Pixies or Dinosaur Jr in their songs. However, while the Future Kings of Spain are on their way to recreating the signature sound of those bands, they’ve completely missed the streak of experimentation and daring that made them seminal.
Read the rest of Future Kings of Spain - Future Kings of Spain review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Monday, March 22, 2004
or The Accidental Career... The Flaming Lips 1984-1990
The rather elaborate title refers to how The Flaming Lips vocalist, Wayne Coyne, explains his band's career — or that they managed to have a career at all.
Jimmy Weasel - Saturday, February 21, 2004
Le Weasel: i paid for the new incubus
Funkmasta: sap
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