paranoid and complicated

no doubt exists anywhere that i am an unabashed blasphemer. i don't intend to make fun of deities themselves though, just their whacked and wicked extremist hypocrite followers. i'm not going to say anything derogatory about the pope. i'm going out drinking tonight, and i'll pour a 40 on the curb for jp2. it's my form of expression - don't censor me!

in.re. garbage. i get the impression that most people know the popular singles they had in the mid-to-late nineties ("only happy when it rains", "special", "queer", "stupid girl", others) but never actually listened to an entire album. if you have ever listened to one from beginning to end you know that there really isn't much more than a few really good tracks interspersed between near-filler lameness (with the possible exception of version 2.0).



their lastest, "bleed like me", is nothing like this. a much more all-around solid effort; i could probably pick out eight tracks right away that could be marketed as singles.

it's got nearly the same industrial-rock sound (of which i consider them pioneers, along with trent reznor, toni halliday and dean garcia, and of course big black) of their previous work, but maybe more cohesive. anyway, it rocks. so i'll take my thumb out of my ass and turn it upwards for this album.

and shirley manson, i completely forgot to add you to my tight pants list, but ohhh.... yeeeeeah. the eyes, the scottish accent, the hair... it works something fierce. definitely some expansion in the pantsion.