Royal Trux
Twin Infinitives

THE REVIEW

"Twin Infinitives", or how to destroy 40 years of rock music in just over an hour. The album presents itself as a colossal desecration work that goes beyond any kind of musical convention and any melody. The tracks all essentially follow the same line: simple guitar chords, purely blues-based, covered by tons of noise, such as never heard before in the history of rock. "Therefore the album is a fundamental piece for the history of music." Oh, please! "Twin Infinitives", to define it in the style of Fantozzi, "is a colossal disaster!" The album is not only extremely irritating to listen to - but after all, this is its intent - but if you manage to overcome the enormous sonic obstacle, it appears extremely boring and repetitive. The deconstruction of rock is something else: it's the ability to make the listener ask if what they are hearing is music or just noise or a mishmash of sounds. "Trout Mask Replica," "Eskimo," "Uncle Meat," and "Faust" are deconstruction, they surpass clichés and musical conventions, they are works that shock for their desecrating nature, yet always remain identifiable as music. "Twin Infinitives" instead is just a mass of noise, scattered notes here and there, and unpleasant singing. The threshold of listenability has been surpassed; the ability to go against the tide lies, as already mentioned, in balancing between what is music and what is not, and this certainly is not.
Oh, I forgot, this mess that is "Twin Infinitives" does have a positive aspect: after listening to it, anything, even the noise of the fridge at night, even flies hitting against the windows, even the noisy neighbors upstairs, will seem like Beethoven symphonies in comparison.