cd reviews

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march 2001.
the gossip, that's not what i heard
humid and sexy

jeff buckley, grace
seeping morbidity and prettiness.

january 2001 review.
(a) gangster rap struck me hard.
how did it happen to an angry dyke like me? the
white twangy sounds of folkwimmin finally grated me
into a phat pile of corporate rap cheese.
so i made an omelet.
snoop d-o-double-g lays it low, slow, and stoned on dead man walking.
i've chased other hitmakers, but most of 'em
have their heads up their asses.

(b) smog is an odd band. i bought dongs of sevotion on the strength of the thumping beats on "Justice Aversion", but find he falls into that white whiny boy genre
(i love them, i do). he aspires to be the 70s funkmaster
with some degree of success, indie irony intact.

(c)spinner is as good as i ever remember and i'm nuzzled up to "modrockgrrls" every night.

october review.
depression is a hard road. even music hurts.
lucinda williams hurts right.

july review.
Cat Power, The Covers Record
A shy woman in a faded apron washing dishes, whose heart has broken and can't show it.
The sort of album where you skip back to the beginning as every song ends; you can't bear to let the feeling go.
A glass menagerie of delicate and tense (re)works. It makes me wonder how people can go on writing terrible new songs when there are so many old masterpieces that no one has heard in years. Cat Power, fortunately, writes excellent new songs and sings old songs just as well. but only if you're sentimental about misery.

heard today (june 9, 2000):
ani difranco, up up up up up up
pedro the lion, winners never quit
sleater-kinney, all hands on the bad one
magnetic fields, 69 love songs, vol. 2
erin mckeowan, monday morning cold

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