February 2001 Archives

More wire-enhanced kung fu frenzy with copious amounts of youthful hijinks.

If you’re a rabid Bruce Lee fan, then you might get a kick out of watching Sammo Hung parody and pay homage to your hero.

A confusing melange of story lines and silly characters that’s just too boring and contrived to be interesting.

I hear a band with the talent and skill to be more than what they are, but instead, settling for a sound that doesn’t do their lyrics justice.

This is a work of art of an artist whose creative spark doesn’t seem to sell out regardless of the circumstances.

Before the disc is even out of the case you expect to have your speakers blown to bits under a barrage of nose-bleed techno.

It’s not a dull listen, because one never knows just how a song is going to end up.

The territory that Jurado explores is not for those seeking easy answers wrapped up in pop melodies.

A car accident teaches a brooding bundle of anxieties a lesson about peace and perspective.

It’s most certainly a mind-blowing movie. But don’t consider that a blanket endorsement.

In the end I couldn’t enjoy this for what it was, regardless of whether I ever figured out what that was.

A nice blend of accessibility and ambiguity reminiscent of Boards of Canada or Autechre’s less complex pieces.

Every song here could be a single.

It’s not all bad but there are far more interesting examples of this genre to be discovered.