The Hour of Bewilderbeast

I know this shit ain't normally up my alley,
but even Mr. Hipster can get Anglophile on your ass every once
in a while. In this case, though, he's so bored off his ass
by Mr. Gough's music that he might as well drown himself in
the guy's hippy stink. It's like Jamiroquai (who I absolutely
despise) tried to make a folk album. It's honestly difficult
for me to get through this whole album with my sanity in tact.
This was all one big mistake. I know this thing has gotten nothing
but good reviews, but I wish Badly Drawn Boy would take his
Steely Dan sounding ass back to zzzzzzzz... sorry I nodded
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