Putting out soundtracks as records implies they are indeed good enough to stand on their own, and I’m not convinced this one can.
It’s music for late nights, when it feels like you’re the only one up and noone else cares, when your eyes are burning and your body is screaming for sleep.
I think we’ll all be hard-pressed at year’s end to find an album quite as inspired (and inspiring) as this one.
So much goes on within each track that The Fawn begs to be carefully listened to over and over again.
A beat-heated delight that one may hear snippets of amidst the flashing lights of a discotheque.
This is probably the strongest example of the songwriting and musical talent Luscious Jackson possessed.
Kim Lenz and the Jaguars have an effective tone that almost any rockabilly fan would find tempting.
John Lennon’s son shows off songwriting skills that are as impressive as those of the former Beatle.
Lollo Rosso moves in odd directions at times, but it definitely represents the unique style and talent of the High Llamas.