Ohh Muse. Muse, Muse, Muse. They lured me in with Hysteria, which has been playing practically nonstop on VH1, and is an undeniably excellent song. Then I went off and shelled out twenty bucks or so for the album, and found it to be a piece of steaming crap. They have the potential to be great-- their instrumental skill is prodigious-- but that damn lead singer just dominates every single one of their songs (Hysteria excluded) with his whiney, high-pitched crooning. Thank you, Dino, for bringing this up.
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