Reviews by alien

There ain't much to country living
Sweat, piss, jizz and blood

Another unfortunate case of an album that doesn't live up to its hit single.

Fond memories of walking around listening to this album around the time of my uni final exams (in 2022, sorry olds).

Another two groups disambiguated for me: Soft Machine and Soft Cell are different bands.

Todd Rundgrenesque (I don't get it)

"Fine", "Decent" and "Boring" are right next to each other in the keywords. I expected something weirder and more abrasive from my vague idea of who Julian Cope is.

While I didn't want to turn it off, I know I won't listen to the whole 1:15 hour album (certainly not the 2:30 deluxe edition that people seem to be listening to) again.

There are much worse examples of this kind of music, at least.

Please no more French electronica albums

Non merci

Sub-replacement level 70s rock.

Alsace-Lorraine, the driving snow

Sometimes I get impatient with loud-quiet-loud dynamics, just get to the loud part! Very good album though.

A strange thought: I think I inhabited the nervous young man energy of music like this much better when I weighed a lot less than I do today. Now I feel my body pulling me towards the ground, and my mind is sluggish rather than overactive.

I've mainly heard Emmylou Harris as a backing singer, though I think I got Pieces of the Sky on here a long while ago?

Her slightly raspier and more lived-in voice is enjoyable here, and the driving electrified instrumentation is totally not what I expected, but it's also pretty great.

This reminded me a lot of Adrianne Lenker/Big Thief, particularly their latest album Double Infinity. That album didn't stick with me as much as Dragon New Warm Mountain I Believe In You, perhaps the busy soundscapes overshadowed the lyrics.

I can't really remember any particular lyrics or individual songs from Red Dirt Girl, though that might be unfair after just one listen. It's a strong album overall.

This is like you messed up the Recipe making Built to Spill. Still okay, but not quite right. It could do with rocking a little harder.

Totally unrelated, but the girl on the cover reminds me of the 1970s short British horror film Lost Hearts which I watched the other day. Go check that out.

I like When Doves Cry and the title track, but I'm baffled as to why people love this album so much.

I've warmed to the Talking Heads recently, especially Remain in Light and Speaking in Tongues, though this isn't at that level. I like Take Me to the River.

I listened to this once a while ago and didn't care for it, played it twice today and it's growing on me.

I don't know how many 80s British "post-punk to bubblegum pop" bands I can take. I got Orange Juice's Rip It Up yesterday, which I enjoyed and gave four stars, but this is just noxious.

Give me some dour, anxious, angular music!

A lot more eccentric than I expected, having only heard Dreaming of You before.

A little overstuffed with influences from all over the place, which don't really work for me except on Dreaming of You. Sometimes a band just has one great single.

I listened to this at 7:30 in the morning on 22nd December, having just returned from Southern Italy to England for Christmas. It was still dark out!

Decent album, I'm going to listen to Os Mutantes now.