for the last 9 months i’ve been thinking of a way to review the band.

so, i’ve finally come to the painful realization of my worst fear; they’re raw enough to be called pure.

not to say they sound like led zeppelin, but they’re the 2004 version.

it’s: zep is to rock as what techno is to zep rock.

the technology’s different.

that’s about it.

it’s the music you’d hear in your head as a heroin freak with money to burn.

iffin’ they break up sometime and split up to turn into something, a la yardbirds, i wouldn’t be surprised. i don’t know their story, but i’m sure it’s either hilarious already or has lots of potential.

at first i didn’t like pitchfork’s #1 album of 2003 rating for it, but that’s because i was busy with a broken social scene addiction. but bss is a gateway drug. this is it. not is this it.

RIP rick james.