danverlinde (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} danverlinde) wrote,@ 2008-09-17 21:53:00 |
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Album 2: Electric Boogaloo
Artist: Portishead
Album: Third
Released: April 29, 2008
Rating: 2.5 out of 5 fanboy tears
This is me, one week after making a commitment to listen to new music and write something about it, already uncertain of what to say.
This is a result of my choice of Portishead's Third for this week's selection. To demonstrate my inability to choose my words, here are some more words:
Third, appropriately, is Portishead's third album. Inappropriately, in fourteen years.
While they are not going to battle Guided by Voices for prolificacy in songwriting, many critics have heralded Portishead's return as a triumphant one. After several listens, I suspect this reflects the satiation of a dire fanboy-thirst, more than it does a noteworthy album.
BUT there is something interesting going on with this album, and it is entirely possible I have not digested yet. I also think its entirely possible I am losing patience to try. I'm confident the people in the hotel room next to me (in Atlanta) lost patience with this album immediately after I started playing it.
If I ever do unravel the mess of sound to find the underlying genious that lurks beneath, this album will not be played or lauded at social events (Provided, of course, I don't host any Science Fiction Pornographic Dinner parties in the near future. If I do, this is clearly the proper ambient selection).
Here are some things more interesting than this half-assed review of a bewildering album:
Click here to hear an amazing Jack White song written for a Coke commercial, aired only once overseas
Click here for every "Thats What She Said" moment from the Office
Artist: Portishead
Album: Third
Released: April 29, 2008
Rating: 2.5 out of 5 fanboy tears
This is me, one week after making a commitment to listen to new music and write something about it, already uncertain of what to say.
This is a result of my choice of Portishead's Third for this week's selection. To demonstrate my inability to choose my words, here are some more words:
Third, appropriately, is Portishead's third album. Inappropriately, in fourteen years.
While they are not going to battle Guided by Voices for prolificacy in songwriting, many critics have heralded Portishead's return as a triumphant one. After several listens, I suspect this reflects the satiation of a dire fanboy-thirst, more than it does a noteworthy album.
BUT there is something interesting going on with this album, and it is entirely possible I have not digested yet. I also think its entirely possible I am losing patience to try. I'm confident the people in the hotel room next to me (in Atlanta) lost patience with this album immediately after I started playing it.
If I ever do unravel the mess of sound to find the underlying genious that lurks beneath, this album will not be played or lauded at social events (Provided, of course, I don't host any Science Fiction Pornographic Dinner parties in the near future. If I do, this is clearly the proper ambient selection).
Here are some things more interesting than this half-assed review of a bewildering album:
Click here to hear an amazing Jack White song written for a Coke commercial, aired only once overseas
Click here for every "Thats What She Said" moment from the Office
