Tuesday, January 17, 2006

ugh. eww.

Ok, I gotta be honest.
"Forewarned is forearmed, It hurts, I'm leaving/ I may be wrong, I can't love what I'm just hearing"
Mike Nesmith of the Monkees. "You Told Me", 1967

I just listened to 30 second samples of all the songs from Michael Nesmith's new album "Rays". And I gotta say, truthfully, it's close to about the last thing I'd ever want to listen to. Holy crow. If it's not the circa 1988 synth strings, it's friggin' latin percussion up the arse.
Damnit, Nez, why can't you be like your old friend Neil Young? We honestly just want you and an acoustic and a pedal steel.

Love, Brian

No comments: