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...inordinately proud) during their Fall 2002 tour, this self-titled release is the first of their oeuvre that truly captures their essence. Even though the abundant guest artists that grace their previous albums are gone, their absence isn’t felt—the live setting charges the bare organ, drums and guitar with an energy that is lacking in their too-reserved studio works...
...consistently pushed sonic boundaries. “Platinum BlaQue Party” employs shaker, hi-hat and triangle samples straight from a Missy Elliott chart-topper, along with a creamy-wet, futuristic synth. The lyrics imitate radio-hop’s vapid babble but exaggerate it even further, laying bare its superficiality. “I got so much access to excess,” they croon, “words cannot describe my success.” Yet Ladd has so much fun in the process that “Platinum BlaQue,” like much...
...nearly upon us, and with it the highlights of the yearly campus cycle. This is the traditional season of flowers and sex, lounging and landscaping, life-changing term papers and major administrative policy changes. It is the season when green goo is sprayed over the Yard’s bare spots to approximate verdure and encourage growth; when grad students emerge like squirrels from their hollows to bask with Bordieu and Benjamin in front of the Barker Center amidst the cigarette butts...
Although the album has its high points—such as the mellow Smashing Pumpkins-esque “Puppet Master,” it mostly occupies a low plateau. The instrumentation is often too bare for the songs, barring them from getting anywhere. Roadie and Kyle’s vocals are often lacking as well, clearly straining on high and midrange notes alike. Their occasional feeble attempts at harmony only worsen the effect. Finally, the occasional extended jams (as in “T.V.”) sound frantic and gratuitous, like Phish at their worst...
...reporters. Anthony Swofford, a Marine-turned-writer who served in the 1991 Gulf War reflected about his unit’s treatment of journalists. “Reporters visited my platoon and were treated to exactly what we’d been ordered to offer: smiling faces, bare, muscular chests and high levels of support for the coming war. We were ordered not to divulge our fears, our concerns about being uninformed about the long-term intentions of our mission...