A spontaneous autobiographical disclosure. A free-form slo-mo listening party. A song a day. Yours to enjoy.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Bogus journey
Roxy Music is one of my favorite band names. It oozes style and sass, with some artsy distance to boot. The Music For Pleasure album is worthy of their name. Eno's sound adventures and Ferry's glammy crooning were becoming totally incompatible, but somehow the record is magnified by the tension. Here's a direction they didn't explore nearly enough—a sinister, almost Cannish groove, shuffling along as dark sexy phantoms circle around it.
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