Reviews by kuvien

I just happened to listen to this album after a long, tiring day at work, and this music really hit the spot. Healing sounds are contained within: the dreamy female vocals on the opening track and then again on Side B, and the soothing guitars. The last two tracks are instrumentals and have a progressive, inspirational feel to them.

I don’t understand a word but love every moment of this groovy, upbeat, warm, lush album. Every track brings its own magic, but it’s the second track and its reprise at the end that just made me go “wow”. The status of this album is legendary, and I’m glad to have explored my tastes into music beyond my borders.

This is engaging, intelligent prog metal without being "challenging". It's quite playful with the use of uncommon time signatures. Pretty much a jazz metal feel here.

Short and sweet. Wait. A punk band from Oklahoma?

Not merely Japanoise. It's got some texture and build-up to it.

Actually, this is quite soothing!

This is just about what a J-peep would think LSD sounds like, since every kind of drug is illegal here and they have no idea what a psychedelic substance would feel like. The first track is aptly named, and I've no doubt the hum of the whale probe in space is inspired by it.

This music shifts tone the way Tron vehicles change direction. This is what I would play on my headphones if I were floating through space and slowly approaching VGER because, after all, VGER is just looking for someone to love.

The droning, electronic wails and groans throughout gives this album an ominous atmosphere. On the surface, the drums and saxophone just take turns panicking. Probably panicking because they hear the droning, electronic wails and groans, too.

Bizarre, interesting, experimental. With a lot of help from his friends boiling away the mere campiness of the singer, Klaus shines here in all his bold beauty, and though he died in the middle of making this "opera", the music spent a lot of time in studio cleanup, prepared by its songwriters.

The surprising thing is, I believe him when he sings in his operatic voice "ding dong the witch is dead!" I guess it's because he truly is a friend of Dorothy. And don't get me started on "Death". That track is to die for.

This is the music of a misbegotten, misunderstood community theater prima donna standing center stage in the spotlight, singing to an empty room, his pelvis thrust forward in defiance of a conservative world. What this wonderfully campy man failed to realize was that though all things are permissible, not all things are beneficial.

An album steeped in the power of the human voice, realizing the connections between spirit and body, singer and listener, individual- and world-consciousness, lost and found. If you're lonely, spend some quality time with this music.

In some ways similar to Alan Stivell, what with the Breton vocals, the ethereal delicacy, and the ascendancy of the harp. Did some quick reading: Noguès studied under the same harp teacher who instructed Stivell. That explains things.

A real balldrainer, friends.

I feel like I’m sitting through a wonderful series of art house film trailers, because this music is so much larger than life, dramatic, and, of course, cinematic, even if not meaning to be. There’s no doubt about Nilović’s talent and vision, and on this album, he gets to command a 45-piece orchestra in the realization of his wonderful compositions.

A 57-year-old man employs every cliché he can conjure up in the most embarrassing, sophomoric poetry imaginable. This guy is Salieri to Dylan's and Cohen's Mozart: he recognizes the greatness but can only ape it, turning what was once astonishingly original into something grotesque. As for the Springsteen comparison, that's fair, since Springsteen sucks, too.

Though the members of the band were a part of other outfits as well, this is another of those one-and-done albums. And it's heavy. The guitar and organ are like twins on this one, reading each other minds and speaking their own special language.

I'm sure this is fine if you're a stoner who doesn't have good taste in music.

Nieman decided to switch to English for this album, and of this album, he said, "I've wanted to introduce something new, original to rock music." Well, did he? Probably not, except maybe be a Polish dude born in Belarus and singing prog rock in the 1970s. He’s got some serious experimental stuff going on with organs on this one, though. He’s got a kickass blues rock voice, in my opinion. Very earnest.