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These guys are obviously talented, too talented to be writing music that is too often bland and un-involving.

I’m sure you’ll find some of these songs play in your finer salons and clothing stores.

Much of the music seems too thickly enshrouded by its sonic fog to hold your interest for very long.

The songs fall in the verse-chorus-verse pattern in its purest and catchiest form.

At times, the album is a beautiful, eerie lullaby only to dissolve into sounds of gloom and despair.

The fact that I received this CD in the mail half an hour ago and I’m already gushing over it should say something for its quality.

The liner says that all of this music was improvisational, and that almost always sets off an alarm in my head.

This would be pretty unlistenable stuff except for the infectious beats and bass that keep your head nodding and your eyes glazed the whole time.

Most of the album makes you realize how cool Tom Jones is in his later years.

The Swells have heart, but they just don’t inject enough of it into their music.

The Missing Brazilians project apparently felt that dub could be even stranger still.

How many times can you listen to airy, jangly pop songs about all-around mopeyness before it all starts to coalesce into one tearjerking mass?

There’s not enough that can be said for this disc or Rod Mckuen’s dignified narrative genius.

Listening to Third Site has been an education on the meaning of “ambience.”

This record is one of the greatest jewels of emotion and creativity to emerge from 1998.

This sounds more like something that would’ve appealed to my high school youth group, or avid viewers of VH-1.

This recording is special simply because it captures Gil doing what he does best.

Call it brilliant, call it wrong, but it will certainly cause listeners with a more delicate palate some pause.

If you’re of a sensitive disposition, you won’t like this album. Trust me.

The music on this CD seems very fitting for a film about Divine messages.