Rarely do I like a record review. J. Edward Keyes actually writes to write sometimes. This one was fine in that regard.
http://www.citypaper.net/articles/2006-01-19/music.shtml
Each note was like the flick of a moist, pink tongue, evincing a kind of assurance and poise and command that—for the first time—made the Power part of Marshall's moniker seem like more than a cruel joke.
Friday, October 27, 2006
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