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Wednesday, September 13, 2006
 

I hate Pitchfork.  In a lot of ways that is an overstatement and in all reality what I really hate about Pitchfork is their album reviews.  I visit their site everyday to see what is going on in the music world and the one thing that I always make sure to ignore is their damn album reviews.  I will read everything else on the site, though, mainly it is because since they are so renown they have access to just about everything they want access too and in turn they always get a lot of great interviews and such.  Anyways, yesterday I made a visit to their site (why is it so slow?) and the first thing that I noticed was that they had a review of the new Mars Volta album, Amputechture.  I immediately told myself to ignore it and to just read the news and then move on to something else or their was a good chance my head would explode from all of the retarded statements that the review would undoubtedly contain.  I clicked on the thing anyways and the inevitable happened, my head exploded.  Now I will admit upfront that I am a big TMV fan but I will also say that I have no problem explaining to you in full depth as to why Frances The Mute was one of the most pretentious albums of the last few years so don't think that I am some fanboy whining about a bad review.  I could care less about bad reviews for bands that I like but what causes my head to explode is when a review is full of total crap.  I have an extremely hard time wrapping my head around the fact that the guy doesn't understand why the album sounds like a Mars Volta album.  He mentions the length of the songs, the abstract lyrics, Cedric's vocal style, and the music over and over again as if after three full length albums he still hasn't caught on that this is NOT At The Drive-In.  Outside of noting how well the band sounds like themselves he fails to mention how great of an album that Amputechture really is.  In all ways possible it brings the Mars Volta back down to Earth and re-establishes them as one of the premiere prog rock bands around today.  I think after Deloused in the Comatorium proved to be a hit the band felt the need to come out with something bigger and better and what they ended up with was Frances The Mute, which was a big fat pretentious album that was so full of ambient fuzz that it didn't even have room for it's title track.  This album is a great mix of both of their previous full lengths and it is nice to see the band make a quick return to form (FTM is only a year old).  I don't know if this is even in my Top 10 albums of the year but it certainly is not the 3.5 that Pitchfork gave it, I would say a solid 8.5.  In any case I put up my favorite track off the new disc and I highly recommend giving it a listen.

:The Mars Volta - Day Of The Baphomets:  That Pitchfork guy kind of liked this song but felt that it took too many shifts.  Once again for anyone who has ever heard this band that is nothing new but the difference between this and their last outing is that the song starts moving and then keeps it going without dipping into 5 minutes of noise.  The drumming, which was done by Jon Theodore before he left the band, is as fantastic as always and the guitar parts are as psychedelic as usual.  There is also a number of other trademark TMV parts in the song such as different noise effects, some latin style bongos, and groovy base lines.  Mostly importantly though is how great Cedric's voice is in this song.  He has always done a good job at being the centerpiece of this band but in this his vocals feel more energized then just about everything else he has done.  This is one of my favorite Mars Volta songs of all time and if you have a few minutes (Okay, 12) and an open mind that this is not At The Drive-In then download and enjoy.

For a good time check out that guy's review here.  I warn you that towards the end of the review he somehow manages to sneak in some sort attempt to be funny by way of Fred Durst, I told you it was retarded.  As my friend Brett would say; that guy can suck a fat one.

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