Pitchfork Media has some of the funniest ones...
about Sonic Youth's A Thousand Leaves:
"Subtle textures that tickle and dance like a pixie... Not like The Pixies, but like pixies. Fairies. Most of the songs are aromatherapy, relaxing and vaporous. But they don't smell. When I listen to it, I keep picturing myself lying in a field of tall grass during a New Hampshire summer, eating hypnotic mushrooms, staring at the sun. And I've never been to New Hampshire. The album's centerpiece, the epic "Hits of Sunshine," drifts on underwater guitars and novocaine rhythms. If Huck Finn was an LSD distributor on the Mississippi, circa 1968, this is the song he'd listen to as he dangled his naked feet in the water, sitting on the edge of his raft that he constructed from VW Bus tires."
about "A Spoonful Ways a Ton" by The Flaming Lips:
"The song alternates between pixie dust and angel dust-- first it flows, then it swaggers with a killer Moog-and-drum battle with the audience going Qui-Gon at the altar of the Bulletin."
about The Sea and Cake's Oui
"The instrumental, 'You Beautiful Bastard', ruminates like late summer; the music exhales..."The Colony Room" subsumes its hints of tropicalia into a rising chorus of Prekop's disjointed lyric of fortune-cookieisms and found conversation...The Leaf" fuses gamelan music with blue-eyed soul. Prekop's voice flutters out like sweet cigarette smoke...it's explosive inspiration masquerading as a lullaby." |
