Eels, Daisies of the Galaxy (Dreamworks)
I’d love to review this properly but I’m not going to listen to it again.
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I’d love to review this properly but I’m not going to listen to it again.
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If I knew anything about people, I’d be a millionaire, but I just don’t want to put the effort in to learn why Dumb and Dumber was funny to the rest of the world and Mystery Men wasn’t. I was cracking up throughout the film. (more…)
It’s hard to describe the sort of guarded enthusiasm with which I approached Liz’s 1998 album. After all, four years without a record is not a good way to convince your fans that you know what you’re doing. Also, Liz had a kid in the off-time. I knew that was the end of blow-job songs. whitechocolatespaceegg is not like her first two albums which were identical in production and almost identical in song themes, but even a year and a half later it is still quietly compelling. I was pleasantly surprised when I put the album on recently and was drawn into the big chorus of ‘whitechocolatespaceegg:’ “I’LL SEE YOU AROUND. Every hollow has its favourite sound.” (more…)