Confessions of a Fuck-Up Artist!

This has been my favorite album so far this month. The 'Boys return after three years, shaking off their shrug inducing funk from "All Five Boroughs" and return with an all instrumental album. Now while similar to "The In Sounds From Way Out"* it is not a rehash of the same-old-same-old. In fact, for me at least, the result is what might be the soundtrack to an imaginary spy movie that sounds like it took place in Mod London circa '68. Seriously every time I listen to this I want to put on my sunglasses, light up a smoke and wait for a heavily mascaraed bee-hive haired Agent in white thigh high go-go boots to give me the password and make the 'Drop'! We got full bodied organs, sitars, bells, whistles, bass loops, crunchy guitar riffs and a funky ass beat tying the whole package together.

Now fair warning: If you're more a fan of 'their rhyming and scheming' or if you're looking for the next 'Sabotage' or 'Body Moving' then this might not be the album for you. But if you're looking for that dim-the-lights-light-one-up-and-get-ready-to-make-love album this might be up your alley.

*-Their last all instrumental release originally released in France back in the 90's if memory serves me correct... if not go google it!

One of the more memorable scenes from Orwell's 1984 for me was the daily "Five Minute Hate" that was mandatory viewing for the Prol's to induce a rabid intolerance for whoever happened to be on Big Brother's shit list that day (a kind of Fox news before there was a Fox news if you will). Anyway I dig this video primarily because it has sort of the same effect, only aimed at, not by, Control (as William Burroughs might call them). So for all my fellow Cube Farmers out there; think of this as your "Five Minutes Catharsis".