This CD is fighting an uphill battle against my incipient cold and the drudgery of Monday morning in an overheated and demoralized office. I can’t imagine myself anywhere more displaced from the frenetic rhythms and squelches of these block rockin’ beats. If only I was in a night club, if only I was stoned, if only I was in a field and the speakers were as big as car (instead of the dinky device that sends the music out of my computer), then I might be moved. (Terence Dick)
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