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22 December 2023
D.J. KIRKBRIDE-STYLE
This CD review has been problematic from the very beginning. At the big CD handout/pork roast for this month, Watchman and I both reached for The Sleepy Jackson's Lovers. At the same time! Our leader, one Insane Wayne Chinsang, sagely decided to cut it in half, Bible-style, giving one half to each of us. But Watchman and I both said, "No!" at the same damn time, thereby ruining Chinsang’s Biblical solution. So Wayne, being a busy man, said, "Fuck it. Both of you review the thing."
And that is what we attempted to do. Watchman and I settled into his Watchman Cave-- I with a can of V.D. Sweazy’s Keystone Light, and he with a goblet of virgin blood-- and we popped the disc into his CD player. Then we talked about each song as it graced our ears, recording the witty and insightful banter on a lil' portable tape recorder thingie. When all was done, I retreated to my Candy Land Castle next door to Watchman’s Watchman Cave to transcribe our wonderful, descriptive words.
But when I pressed "play",.. nothing. Not a motherfucking thing! We lost all the magic. That’s when we decided to rip off of #716 and Das Bork’s video game reviews.
The main thing about this album-- other than the fact that the lead singer guy wears one boxing glove-- is that it's very, very eclectic. While every song has an almost dreamy, easygoing sound, they are all damn near completely different. No two songs sound alike. We were wondering if it was a compilation album! But, alas, no, it’s all one band. They channel The Beatles, The Flaming Lips, Tom Petty, etc. Hell, Watchman knows more about music than I do, so I’ll let him take the reigns.
NIGHT WATCHMAN-STYLE
Though we’ve been cursed with faulty recording equipment, nothing shall stand in the way of our reviewing this CD. As the Kirkbride says, it is an eclectic disc, but it basically feels like if each of the Traveling Wilburys (minus Roy Orbison) took turns recording songs. Several times during the listening sessions I checked to make sure that it was still the same CD. You have Beatles-esque, George Harrison inspired tunes, followed by Tom Petty, followed by ELO, followed by Dylan. It’s a strange, twisted mix, but I like it. It really felt like the kind of disc that could grow on me; it's got good, solid songwriting and great harmonies.
Now, back to the Cave!
GET DOWN WITH SLEEPY JACKSON HERE.
PURCHASE THIS OR SIMILAR ITEMS
This CD review has been problematic from the very beginning. At the big CD handout/pork roast for this month, Watchman and I both reached for The Sleepy Jackson's Lovers. At the same time! Our leader, one Insane Wayne Chinsang, sagely decided to cut it in half, Bible-style, giving one half to each of us. But Watchman and I both said, "No!" at the same damn time, thereby ruining Chinsang’s Biblical solution. So Wayne, being a busy man, said, "Fuck it. Both of you review the thing."
And that is what we attempted to do. Watchman and I settled into his Watchman Cave-- I with a can of V.D. Sweazy’s Keystone Light, and he with a goblet of virgin blood-- and we popped the disc into his CD player. Then we talked about each song as it graced our ears, recording the witty and insightful banter on a lil' portable tape recorder thingie. When all was done, I retreated to my Candy Land Castle next door to Watchman’s Watchman Cave to transcribe our wonderful, descriptive words.
But when I pressed "play",.. nothing. Not a motherfucking thing! We lost all the magic. That’s when we decided to rip off of #716 and Das Bork’s video game reviews.
The main thing about this album-- other than the fact that the lead singer guy wears one boxing glove-- is that it's very, very eclectic. While every song has an almost dreamy, easygoing sound, they are all damn near completely different. No two songs sound alike. We were wondering if it was a compilation album! But, alas, no, it’s all one band. They channel The Beatles, The Flaming Lips, Tom Petty, etc. Hell, Watchman knows more about music than I do, so I’ll let him take the reigns.
NIGHT WATCHMAN-STYLE
Though we’ve been cursed with faulty recording equipment, nothing shall stand in the way of our reviewing this CD. As the Kirkbride says, it is an eclectic disc, but it basically feels like if each of the Traveling Wilburys (minus Roy Orbison) took turns recording songs. Several times during the listening sessions I checked to make sure that it was still the same CD. You have Beatles-esque, George Harrison inspired tunes, followed by Tom Petty, followed by ELO, followed by Dylan. It’s a strange, twisted mix, but I like it. It really felt like the kind of disc that could grow on me; it's got good, solid songwriting and great harmonies.
Now, back to the Cave!
GET DOWN WITH SLEEPY JACKSON HERE.
PURCHASE THIS OR SIMILAR ITEMS
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2059
Old Image
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issue
vol 6 - issue 06 (feb 2004)
section
entertainmental