Reviews by kuvien

one of the worst things ever

kys

too long to be foisted in people .. fuck you

too long to be foisted in people .. fuck you

too long to be foisted in people .. fuck you

not enough talk in the gay community about anal prolapse

Whatever the original concept for this album was, and no matter how the songwriters scrapped their ideas, what I take away from this incredibly catchy pop album is this: here’s a story of a bloke who decided to go to Hollywood to make it big, had a mental breakdown, and realized that all is vanity. He became living proof of that ancient wisdom, having gone around the sun to find the moon. It’s got incredibly depressing themes couched in bright, fun, poppy sounds. This is exactly the kind of pop I like: cynical themes embedded in fun tunes. Also, this is one of the few albums in my collection that came from a real life recommendation, not something I either found on my own or was recommended by someone on the internet.

Blasphemous. DNF.

He's Gump! He's Gump! He's Gump! Is he inbred?

Of course a miserable emo album. Because this is the miserable internet ruled by miserable white American men in the suburbs. Fuck you.

Overrated and irrelevant.

Never stop like boring white man shit, male internet!

A fun, beautiful, playful little piece of an album. Its arias charm me into a daydream.

An affront to memory, humanity, and art. Music enjoyed by people who have no clue what music is.

A Juilliard graduate and a literal master of jazz studies. Very good. And I don't care.

I listen to the soundtrack more than I watch the film these days, but there was a time when I watched the film a lot. I guess now it's because I can watch the entire film in my mind just by listening to the music. This is such a beloved album in my collection, one that all my kids love and sing along to, too. I love everything about this--its earnestness, its campiness, its homage, and of course the brilliance of all the songs, especially "Rose Tint My World". If for some bizarre reason you've not heard this cult classic yet, bump this to the front of your listening queue.

You blasphemous dog!

This is me kissing my middle fingers and raising them to you, OP.

A double album? Fuck you. Yes, you, OP. Fuck you.

Sincerely,
Your mortal enemy

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¿Un álbum doble? Que te jodan. Sí, tú, OP. Que te jodan.

Atentamente,
Tu enemigo mortal

In some spots he sounds like a polished Bob Dylan. But only in some spots. Like all good folk, this album is in part a political statement. Jimmy Page plays on the second track, and Harper’s said this is a real highlight for him. But you know what? Hats off to Roy Harper, too. ;)