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Reberetta wrote: » Have I heard of this artist: YesHave I heard this song before: No This has attitude. A bad attitude, which is to say, good attitude. Puissant piano pounding with punk venting; whatever she's saying it sounds vital; this isn't about an Uptown Girl; it's passionate and rebellious. Fantastic story-telling lyrics; "dicks droop like lilacs" is noteworthy. I haven't studied the words intently, nor the true meaning of the song, but I get the scent of euphemisms that almost seem to refer to prostitution? I could be way off base, but that's partly what I think about when I hear the lyrics. I have heard the song Horses and her cover of Smells Like Teen Spirit; neither blew me away. This one compels me to check out more Patti Smith. "I have something to hide here called desire". No kidding-it's not hidden!Score: 9/10Second place: Also Starring LeVar Burton
Reberetta wrote: » B.E.R.-The Night Begins To ShineHave I heard of this artist: NoHave I heard this song before: No I can't find any info about this group. This has an ELO/Blondie flavour. If I were to attempt to place this in a decade I'd go for eighties, but it is contempo. It has an element of disco. I like the lyrics; uncomplicated yet gothically grand. If I were a vampire, I might adopt this as my theme. Contagious chorus. Nifty submission.Score: 7.5/10Seventh place: beakerjoe
Reberetta wrote: » Have I heard of this artist: NoHave I heard this song before: Yes, but not this version. Explaining the origin of the band name, Piccone is quoted as saying: Interesting. A touch of The Prodigy and Pendulum about this track. What genre does this fall into? Techno dance? Electronic rock? It's passable, with energy, but that's where my praise ends. It took me to the last (when I read PMs properly) to realize this is a cover of a Joy Division creation which I've heard occasionally. I prefer the original, although credit to them for putting their own signature on it-they fooled me, if no one else.Score: 6/1013th place: Electric Nitwit
In George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four social classes were defined as the inner party, outer party, and the working class. It sounds really "holier than thou" when you say it, we're really not this full of ourselves, but we liked the idea of creating this full, multimedia, over-stimulating, elitist environment that we were trying to invite everyone into. It's the ironic elitist class.