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I tried to escape. They opened throttle in pursuit with amphibious helicopters, talking cars, and TV fanfares. I said that music with so many antecedents couldn't possibly sound this refreshingly original. They poured chocolate milk on a bowl of Froot Loops, turned up the Saturday morning cartoons, and thwacked me over the head with an army of crime-fighter trumpets-- taunting me all the while with old-school rhymes, cheerleader chants, and old Jackson 5 melodies. I accused them of not playing their own instruments-- only sample-based party-favors like The Avalanches or Rjd2 could hopscotch genre so capriciously! Ian Parton punched me with piano keys and gelded me with guitar chords before plunging a recorder through my windpipe. A rainbow appeared in the sky, a dance party broke out in Brooklyn, and someone handed me a lollipop. I never drank Mountain Dew after midnight again. --Marc Hogan
This is a description of The Go Team's album Thunder, Lightning, Strike! I have this album and I must say this paragraph describes the album perfectly, this is probably some of the best review writing I have ever read. Just thought I'd share this with you....
This is a description of The Go Team's album Thunder, Lightning, Strike! I have this album and I must say this paragraph describes the album perfectly, this is probably some of the best review writing I have ever read. Just thought I'd share this with you....