supersoul

Well, I don't know how people think these days. Here, a masterpiece that has influenced half the music world is passed off as a pleasant album. "Family psychedelia," says the reviewer; to me, it has always seemed like a solid record, played with bold colors, the guitars are dry and acidic, the tempo changes quick and unpredictable for a record from '66 (that's 1966). "Tabacco Road" is a long and trippy jam with a wild ending that even today bands like the Fuzztones try to imitate, "Notin Yet" is an immortal garage anthem, "Queen of My Nights" has inspired many bands like the Troggs. And in the end, this album receives a miserable three, the mysteries of human nature listening to music carrying the weight of everything that has come after in the forty years that followed, and so the Blues Magoos suck compared to a band today.

In fact, junior would not be explained otherwise why he has been associated with personalities such as DeeDee Ramone, David Peel, Cheeta Chrome, Wayne Kramer, and Dennis Thompson, not exactly Cecchetto...

Well reverse, I put together an affordable Azonic with a 150mm rear triangle... and I crashed hard on an insane descent, I'll have to go to the bank to take out a mortgage or rob it to buy the new GT Fury :)))

Dearest colossal young man, enjoy the review (during a time of outrageous delays on a music site) and don’t be a pain in the ass. If you want to come see my belly, I invite you to one of my Mountain Bike or downhill races, maybe the 130 km of the Dolomiti Superbike or the 24 hours of Rome. Show up saying "I’m the colossal young man" so I can recognize you and offer you a Red Bull that will give you wings. Here, the one who looks like a frustrated person is you.

The reviewer is the same guy who made a mess of the Pistols in his review of Alive; maybe seeing them live and not just listening to their album from 30 years ago will help him understand what they represented for rock. It's true that they no longer have a reason to exist today, their mission in life was accomplished 30 years ago, but I wonder what the hell those kids and the reviewer himself were getting excited about while listening to "Holiday in the Sun."

@wildthing, but there's no need for voyagers, let me explain to you why they became famous. People were tired of the ultra-technicians playing to impress the six wives of Henry VIII, boring us all to death. Without the Pistols, many teenagers today, like the reviewer, would still believe that the Well-Tempered Clavier is the ultimate instrument of rock. Let’s just not talk about the review.

That Donovan is underestimated, I think you’re referring to today, because back then he was a top ten kind of guy with every release. This has always seemed to me one of his weaker pre-'70s efforts; he was running out of steam. Just take the title track: Jeff Beck's tough band would have needed a much better singer than Donovan’s effete voice (...Rod, where are you?). I also prefer the psychedelic folk minstrel Donovan, for instance the one in "A Gift from the Flower to the Garden," a double album very close to T. Rex's Unicorn. The review is a bit too didactic for my tastes, but with the rampant junk and the human wrecks working hard to turn the site into a stinking cesspool these days, it can only deserve the highest praise, enriching the homepage :)

Well, in fact mike76, I only buy stuff advertised by quality music :D

I totally agree with you, mike76, the combination of lyrics and music by the Cocteau Twins works so well that it's being used for TV commercials...LAIF IS NAU!

Well, I wouldn't split the two Crassian faces of text and music so drastically. Take this track; I think you've had the opportunity to listen to it by clicking the links, both in the original '80 version and in the one re-done by Steve in 2007. It retains the same strength and beauty from both points of view. It will never have the boring fate of a piece dripping with rhetoric in both lyrics and music, like, for example, Sunday Bloody Sunday by U2. If you prefer that... well, no surprise that the Crass annoy you; it's a good and right thing... at least for you :)