Thursday, December 13, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Mellon Collie and the Infinite Blandness
Nobody's ever gonna read it, but I posted a review of Smashing Pumpkins' Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness on Amazon:
oh BILLY, December 11, 2007
By "lunaharpua" (brooklyn) - See all my reviews
Holy cow, was Siamese Dream a masterpiece. Which makes this nonsensically titled wad of bloat a complete letdown and a half.
What happened to Billy's voice? Why does it sound like he's singing from a Lay-z-Boy with new beer-fueled layers of neck fat choking his trachea, producing this new sound, this throttled, screeching goose honk? He never used to sound like that!
And where did the songs go? This tatwaddle from a guy who crafted "Drown" and "Obscured" and "Quiet"? And when did you start taking yourself too seriously, Billy? What did we do to deserve lines like "I'll never be the shine in your spit"?
Oh Billy, what happened?
There are a handful of great tunes on here, but a handful does not a double album make. Did you really have to take out a full page ad in the Chicago Tribune to tell us your solo album was a pile of poop? We KNEW it was, pal.
Word to the wise, Bill: relax. Don't go publishing any more books of poetry. Don't wear black leather smocks, and for god's sake, pack up that Zero t-shirt. You made some great songs there for awhile, and that's something to be proud of. There are even some classic ones on Adore, and one or two on Machina II, but that's as far as I go.
And for you SP fans who stuck with them 'til the end, I've gotta hand it to you. You're a better fan than I am, apparently.
Had to get it off my chest.
oh BILLY, December 11, 2007
By "lunaharpua" (brooklyn) - See all my reviews
Holy cow, was Siamese Dream a masterpiece. Which makes this nonsensically titled wad of bloat a complete letdown and a half.
What happened to Billy's voice? Why does it sound like he's singing from a Lay-z-Boy with new beer-fueled layers of neck fat choking his trachea, producing this new sound, this throttled, screeching goose honk? He never used to sound like that!
And where did the songs go? This tatwaddle from a guy who crafted "Drown" and "Obscured" and "Quiet"? And when did you start taking yourself too seriously, Billy? What did we do to deserve lines like "I'll never be the shine in your spit"?
Oh Billy, what happened?
There are a handful of great tunes on here, but a handful does not a double album make. Did you really have to take out a full page ad in the Chicago Tribune to tell us your solo album was a pile of poop? We KNEW it was, pal.
Word to the wise, Bill: relax. Don't go publishing any more books of poetry. Don't wear black leather smocks, and for god's sake, pack up that Zero t-shirt. You made some great songs there for awhile, and that's something to be proud of. There are even some classic ones on Adore, and one or two on Machina II, but that's as far as I go.
And for you SP fans who stuck with them 'til the end, I've gotta hand it to you. You're a better fan than I am, apparently.
Had to get it off my chest.
Friday, December 7, 2007
Lame!
Pret-ty lame. 'Tis the holiday season and all that, but really there's no excuse for the blog, or more specifically, what this blog has become. Or hasn't become.
The idea is to just write whatever comes to mind, so I'll give you a rundown of what's come to mind recently:
1. My blog upstart coworker is better at it than I am.
2. Not much else.
As a substitute for remembering what's been in the brainpan lately, which is always way more difficult than it should be, I went back to my IE browsing history to find out what I've been doing. Pretty soon we'll all have computers to remember everything for us so we don't have to. Anyway, here's some of it:
-Spent some time on www.absintheonline.com (had it once in Glasgow and it's fascinating stuff indeed. Not just for moody, clove-smoking goths.)
-Checked out a story about Brian Wilson and the resurrection of the lost Beach Boys SMILE album and watched Mike Love's highly embarrassing speech at the 1988 Rock & Roll Hall of Fame induction ceremony for the Beach Boys in which he gets wasted and insults the Beatles and Rolling Stones. One of the YouTube comments, "What an incredible douche bag," says it best.
-Felt like slitting my wrists after searching Brooklyn real estate.
-Club Penguin, just to see what the hell it was. I have enough problems running my own life to have an avatar, much less a penguin avatar. Ever see March of the Penguins, for God's sake? Besides, it's for kids.
-I do have to do some work now and again.
-Remember those pictures in Highlights magazine where you have to find the hidden objects or discover weird patterns and things like that? There's a website devoted to those kinds of things, and it's killer.
-Durham Township, one of my favorite photoblogs.
-Metacafe, which is often better than YouTube.
-The difference between Brooklyn and Manhattan pizza. And David Byrne's blog, because he's David Byrne.
-www.nygirlofmydreams.com. Did you hear about this? Cynics be damned, I thought this story was as sweet as strawberry rhubarb pie. It's kind of old news, but if you look around you can see the video of the two of them interviewed on the Today show. Girl is wicked cute. And Australian.
-Tried to find out the candidates' stance on the environment.
-www.linerider.com. Always fun. For a real good time, look up some courses on YouTube. 'Tis the season, after all.
The idea is to just write whatever comes to mind, so I'll give you a rundown of what's come to mind recently:
1. My blog upstart coworker is better at it than I am.
2. Not much else.
As a substitute for remembering what's been in the brainpan lately, which is always way more difficult than it should be, I went back to my IE browsing history to find out what I've been doing. Pretty soon we'll all have computers to remember everything for us so we don't have to. Anyway, here's some of it:
-Spent some time on www.absintheonline.com (had it once in Glasgow and it's fascinating stuff indeed. Not just for moody, clove-smoking goths.)
-Checked out a story about Brian Wilson and the resurrection of the lost Beach Boys SMILE album and watched Mike Love's highly embarrassing speech at the 1988 Rock & Roll Hall of Fame induction ceremony for the Beach Boys in which he gets wasted and insults the Beatles and Rolling Stones. One of the YouTube comments, "What an incredible douche bag," says it best.
-Felt like slitting my wrists after searching Brooklyn real estate.
-Club Penguin, just to see what the hell it was. I have enough problems running my own life to have an avatar, much less a penguin avatar. Ever see March of the Penguins, for God's sake? Besides, it's for kids.
-I do have to do some work now and again.
-Remember those pictures in Highlights magazine where you have to find the hidden objects or discover weird patterns and things like that? There's a website devoted to those kinds of things, and it's killer.
-Durham Township, one of my favorite photoblogs.
-Metacafe, which is often better than YouTube.
-The difference between Brooklyn and Manhattan pizza. And David Byrne's blog, because he's David Byrne.
-www.nygirlofmydreams.com. Did you hear about this? Cynics be damned, I thought this story was as sweet as strawberry rhubarb pie. It's kind of old news, but if you look around you can see the video of the two of them interviewed on the Today show. Girl is wicked cute. And Australian.
-Tried to find out the candidates' stance on the environment.
-www.linerider.com. Always fun. For a real good time, look up some courses on YouTube. 'Tis the season, after all.
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