Title: Hey Mr. James, How 'bout a buy-back?
Product review: After reading all the glowing magazine and online reviews of this album, I finally broke down and shelled out the twenty-five bucks to experience the sonic masterpiece I was promised. I have never been more dissapointed in an album in my life. I can't for the life of me figure out what all the fuss is about. This is an album of random noise that has no form or structure whatsoever. My impression of the creative process involved in the making of this tragedy is a bunch of children being allowed to play with sophisticated recording equipment. I would love to be more technical and give a song by song critique but I can't find one redeeming quality on this album that would warrant a deeper look. It is pure noise without affecting the listener on any level...
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