Word: musics
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...both of these bands are still around. The Stones have sucked for a good long time, but the Pretty Things remained blessedly silent after 1980. Until now. They are all on the dark side of 50 now and it is to their credit that low, low quality of the music here probably cannot be blamed on their age. If the album had lived half-way up to one brilliant proposed title, "Fuck Oasis and Fuck You," I wouldn't be able to recommend it more highly. Instead, it just sucks in a genial bar-rock kind of way. I could...
...Back on Top, Van Morrison explores his life and success from the perspective of a middle-aged man. The title song, one of the two upbeat numbers of the album, is an introspective piece. However, those familiar with his music shouldn't be surprised by the amount of existential restlessness in this album. In fact, Van Morrison's snappy blues beat and ample use of harmonica and saxophone make the somewhat morose lyrics come to life. Even the bizarre "Golden Autumn Days" (a song about a man who has been mugged and wants to flog his assailants) is surprisingly soothing...
...eclectic /rupture and esp did not limit themselves to any one genre. They interspersed smooth experimental hip-hop and ambient noise soundscapes with beat-heavy jungle paranoia. And when esp began a live set, orchestrated on his laptop, he obliterated conventional genres of contemporary dance music. Looking like a mad scientist behind piles of hardware and cables, esp pushed the limits of electronic experimentation, turning the Advocate into a testing ground for revolutionary urban combat. Imagine the brain waves of William Burroughs playing Space Invaders--set to music...
...Countless cigarettes and a smoke machine created a nearly impenetrable haze in which Advocate intellectuals and local hipsters writhed, bopped and boogied down. The frenetic music inspired all dimensions of dance and movement, from eager couples bumping and grinding to solitary enthusiasts thrashing in ecstatic abandon. And those who did not dance reclined on couches or leaned against the walls, absorbing the room's thick energy...
...audience responded well to the new music, which displays Sebadoh's established and evolving sound, a sound which is sure to bring joy to all you indie-rock junkies who still resent their MTV cross-over...