album review #1
Madonna - American life
I want my time back. I feel violated after having listened to this, i wonder if i will be doomed to lunchs at the local VFW for the rest of my life talking with veterans because only those who have known the horrors of war can relate to my own pain, the audio rape that is the new madonna CD. The hooks on this are so bland and vanilla that i found myself wishing they would just suck a little more so that it could envoke some sort of reaction...at least the reaction the lyrics inspired... holy mother of fuck. holy mother of sweet jesus fuck. If the mesopotamians and who ever else helped start written language knew words would eventually be used to create such an unholy act of evil they might have questioned the greater good in what they were doing. some of the synth sounds are pretty neat and theres a bass drum sound on i belive track 7 thats is pretty awsome, but it is used sparingly and only to peak the listeners ear briefly before crashing down again on the jagged rocks of poor writing and phoned in production ideas. The album artwork is terrible its like being forced to look at every screeching wesel album cover all at one. ITS THAT BAD! for those who have not seen it or repressed the memory i firstly say kudos to you and secondly must tell you that madonna make many shapes with her body that end up folding out and spelling her name and the album title. The jewel case smelled like rotten berries. Modnna raps on every track and makes avril lavinges hip hop verses in nobodys fool look like andre 3000s verse on bombs over baghdad. tomorrow morning i will brush my teeth i will shower and i will floss but i will never ever be clean again.
move over fred durst .... its madonnas time now
I want my time back. I feel violated after having listened to this, i wonder if i will be doomed to lunchs at the local VFW for the rest of my life talking with veterans because only those who have known the horrors of war can relate to my own pain, the audio rape that is the new madonna CD. The hooks on this are so bland and vanilla that i found myself wishing they would just suck a little more so that it could envoke some sort of reaction...at least the reaction the lyrics inspired... holy mother of fuck. holy mother of sweet jesus fuck. If the mesopotamians and who ever else helped start written language knew words would eventually be used to create such an unholy act of evil they might have questioned the greater good in what they were doing. some of the synth sounds are pretty neat and theres a bass drum sound on i belive track 7 thats is pretty awsome, but it is used sparingly and only to peak the listeners ear briefly before crashing down again on the jagged rocks of poor writing and phoned in production ideas. The album artwork is terrible its like being forced to look at every screeching wesel album cover all at one. ITS THAT BAD! for those who have not seen it or repressed the memory i firstly say kudos to you and secondly must tell you that madonna make many shapes with her body that end up folding out and spelling her name and the album title. The jewel case smelled like rotten berries. Modnna raps on every track and makes avril lavinges hip hop verses in nobodys fool look like andre 3000s verse on bombs over baghdad. tomorrow morning i will brush my teeth i will shower and i will floss but i will never ever be clean again.
move over fred durst .... its madonnas time now