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One of the most aggressively strange albums ever made. Unhinged prog-pop 2000s Pet Sounds with hardcore ADHD. I love it so much. For some reason all summer 2019 I committed myself to falling asleep to it nightly, which strikes me now as an incredibly unbalanced thing to do. It also led to some unconscious plagiarism on my part, accidentally quoting it on music I made after, which was a cool experiment.
Every friend I've played it for has either a) fallen head-over-heels for it and or b) told me to never play it around them again or else our friendship would be over.
I adore it adore it adore it, it expands my idea of what music can be and how indulgent and unfriendly you can be to your "audience." Check it out if you're inclined towards spazz shit.
Feb 10, 2024
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Rarely am I so captivated with such an odd album. Here's my review:
Like some Star Wars fans think you should watch the movies out of order for the best storytelling of the overarching canon, I have a proposal for you before you dig into this baddie.
Start at the title track "Supermarket Woman", Track 9. One condition to proceed past this song is that you have to like it. If you don't like Track 9, then just don't bother with the rest of the album and save yourself an hour.
Now for the rest of you that are onboard, go from Track 9.
Best put by a friend, "it sounds like they told ai to make an album that sounds like 1950s commercialism and island music had a baby". I'd go to add that this supposed AI was a fan of Wesley Willis, too.
From this dystopian lo-fi bop (bop used sparingly in my dictionary) to the top of the album is like the whiplash from a double-shot of whiskey directly into snorting a line of blow...if whiskey was a liminal space fever-dream and the cocaine were the Balearic Islands.
You might also find yourself in the downtempo post-post-punk boogie woogie you dreamt of DJing for your one (1) friend that would tolerate it and the four (4) other bystanders hanging out at the record shop at 2pm on a Friday.
After a Spanish influence brings us into the first two songs of the album, we pivot into a dance track at Track 3, "9 Moons" (a remix release was put out as well), and onward through a gentle, rhythmic and interesting ride down to the "Lambrusco Party" (Track 5).
My energy keeping consistent, yet meditative, "Six Am" (Track 6) is exactly how I want to wake up after a molly bender on a pale-sand beach. It would motivate anyone for a mushroom-spinach omelette after a night like that.
I sank into Tracks 7 & 8, understanding the definition of an album-cut here, desperately edging on the story arc of how-in-the-fuck we get back to Track 9 through this album's story. I need a snack.
Like a cold-handed caress after a slap to the face, Track 10 & 11 wind me back down.
"In a State" (Track 12); Thom Yorke as fuck. What can't Lemonade Market do?
The proverbial needle hits the proverbial run-out groove on this record and it has me longing with questions in the music's absence. Questions about who these three white figures on the album cover are, where the chairs in which they're sitting were photographed, and why on god's green earth they used that font along the bottom.
Album Rating: 10/10
Feb 14, 2024
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I know it’s pretty widely discussed and not a niche pick at all but it makes my brain feel crazy. Super dense and sonically layered, every time I listen I fixate on a different element.
Feb 9, 2024
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ugh! this album is just a wonderful amalgamation of colorful melancholy and simple love. a fearless listen that makes me nestle into fall & want to switch to cd media.
Nov 22, 2024
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You can’t really repeat it of course but it was a nice moment
Feb 13, 2024
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It's the key to making the whole thing work -- listen to the album some guy you met in Ohio sent you; watch the short film that the 22-year old you met at KGB DM'd you; show up to the screening if you can. It can seem like a nuisance cuz you can't see what P4k rated it and Taylor Swift or whoever isn't involved and you'll have no reaction to lean on but your own. But it's the key to staying passionate and making friends and keeping this whole DIY ecosystem working.
Jan 30, 2024
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I was playing Elliott Smith as per ush (uje? ushe?) and Bets said she couldn’t handle any more sad music so as a joke I threw on this 2016 Ye classic. Turns out it’s still the best song ever and I still know every word. Plus, what a lyric:
“When did I become A-list? I wasn’t even on a list.” Story of my life!!!!!!
Jan 31, 2024