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Rating:
I resisted the primal urge to write the review on the fly -> that is:
- received the CD,
- opened the packaging (which can be more or less difficult to open depending on the sender's fear of thieves),
- put the round piece of plastic in the player (which nowadays can be a computer, car, spaceship, toaster, or coffee machine (Nespresso) but not a CD player because it's now out of fashion and out of wave),
- pressed the isosceles triangle that universally now means "let me hear what you have to say/sing/play"
- listened to it all,
- wrinkled my nose because there weren't enough distorters
THEN
- I took a deep breath
- I waited for the sun to set and rise again
- I re-listened to everything
- I read what others wisely said (take this for example, which seems knowledgeable, thoughtful, and well-written)
- I produced a judgment articulated in several parts, though simple:
a) the disc (excuse the archaic definition, but we folks born with vinyl in hand are like that) in the end is good and I like it: it doesn't break eardrums because it doesn't want to. It's something else.
b) Mick Collins is a smooth operator, but a skilled one and I find skilled smooth operators likeable.
c) many change and many have changed, not all with good results. Those who succeed without screwing up too much are GENIUS.
d) Mick Collins is a genius.
e) when he's listed on the stock market, I'll buy shares.
At this point, I've done my part.
Who wants to listen, listens. Who doesn't want to... eh! Patience!
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