Time has not been kind to this first album by the Manics – it is basically a collection of unappealing cock rock tunes that only managed to acquire a following among discerning music aficionados thanks to the band's striking visual look, ability to talk a good game, and the general cloaking of the turgid music in an envelope of radical slogans and faux intellectualism. There are some good tunes buried in here, but the slick big rock production does them no favours.I rescued this from the collection of old vinyl in my parents' house and, frankly, I wish I hadn't bothered.
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2 comments:
The best thing about this is how much it sounds like Guns 'n' Roses
a comment from someone who is not a spam bot, how novel.
What you say is somewhat dependent on sounding like Guns n Roses being a broadly positive thing.
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