Digging this, their most proggy of releases.
With this album Opeth completes its molt to a perfect synthesis of King Crimson mkII/III and original Genesis. There are nods to Family, Camel, Can, and the more proggy bits of Rainbow as well. Just go with it. It is 2014 and someone released this kind of music. Praise be.
Nuther inventive take. Could easily see the Mavs sticking this one in their set for big festivals. Tasty stuff.
Next time someone doubts Nashville has the best arrangers and producers in the world, stuff this in their gullet. Both hysterical and amazing.
Rice played LB at UNC before setting off on a plan to make the perfect Modern Country Album. It had to be packed with cliches — musical, lyrical, production all of them — and cheese, yet without a trace of self-awareness, shame, or irony. When you listen to this album — and it is full of treats like “Look at My Truck” and “Carolina Can,” quite apart from Florida Georgia Line tradition of “Ready Set Roll” — I’ll think you’ll agree that Rice has succeed beyond his wildest dreams.
Album 55-years young.
Hang on for the phased guitar. At least you will have heard another song by this band.
In case you wondered why that rum ad only uses the first 30 seconds. What comes on like a glorious lost track from The Slits gradually devolves into souless noise.
The FCC should requires this song be played every 120 min. as a condition for a federal broadcasting license.
Singer Keith Caputo goes by Mina these days, BTW.