I hate Christmas music to the point of anger, but even I can appreciate the ecstatic mania of the Boney M. version.
I hate Christmas music to the point of anger, but even I can appreciate the ecstatic mania of the Boney M. version.
Exactly, it's sort of pointless because of the sheer volume of significant Germanic things that the Nazis liked.
Exactly, it's sort of pointless because of the sheer volume of significant Germanic things that the Nazis liked.
Any conspicuously Germanic bombast was appropriated by Nazis. I'm sort of tired of every critic reminding their audience that Nazis liked something not-actually-Nazi, as though it was at all relevant to the worth of the piece.
Any conspicuously Germanic bombast was appropriated by Nazis. I'm sort of tired of every critic reminding their audience that Nazis liked something not-actually-Nazi, as though it was at all relevant to the worth of the piece.
There's also the occasional live album that has songs unrecorded anywhere else.
There's also the occasional live album that has songs unrecorded anywhere else.
As a sometimes-completist (depending on the band) I've really cooled on elaborate reissues because they often a) sound really bad and b) have a bunch of dispensible guff attached that spoils the pleasing finale of a great album.
As a sometimes-completist (depending on the band) I've really cooled on elaborate reissues because they often a) sound really bad and b) have a bunch of dispensible guff attached that spoils the pleasing finale of a great album.
The whole of "White Chalk" is eery as hell. Fantastic, underrated album.
The whole of "White Chalk" is eery as hell. Fantastic, underrated album.
I think most people are unaware it's originally a Jacques Brel song, and so the darkness should really be less of a surprise. I'm actually surprised Scott Walker never covered it.
I think most people are unaware it's originally a Jacques Brel song, and so the darkness should really be less of a surprise. I'm actually surprised Scott Walker never covered it.
I think the crescendo of howling babies at the end of Blind Love is the most thrillingly disconcerting thing Swans ever recorded. And that's saying a LOT.
I think the crescendo of howling babies at the end of Blind Love is the most thrillingly disconcerting thing Swans ever recorded. And that's saying a LOT.
It's awfully close to the A they gave Swans' The Seer. Must mean it's pretty close in terms of quality.
It's awfully close to the A they gave Swans' The Seer. Must mean it's pretty close in terms of quality.
As opposed to twee little ladies with ukuleles.
As opposed to twee little ladies with ukuleles.
Blu-ray's colour is so good. Obviously resolution is the big selling point, but man, the colour is mouthwatering compared to DVD.