A few months ago i came to Cafe Society to be technomusically diagnosed. The good doctors here diagnosed my electronica affliction as “Big Beat” and recommended some artists to soothe my affliction. Well, the clerks at my local Circuit City never even heard of Basement Jaxx, much less carry them, Dirty Vegas was almost 20 dollars but Moby’s Play was in the reduced bin-- yay!
Now, I adore this CD. Especially with its heavy soul and roots influence but-- Lordamercy Moby-- shut up! Really.The rain parts the buildings and darkness covers the cold? What the hell does that mean?
Moby and Sting need to not do cocaine and listening to Procol Harum while writing songs. I’d add Erykah Badu but at least her ramblings can be amusing.
Are there any singer/songwriter spoken word lyrics that don’t sound like depressed high school sophmores?