PANACHE MAGAZINE (U.S.A.) no. 14 (April 18, 2002), 42

[Note from Ed MacanAs soon as I saw this review in a local (Humboldt County) rag, I knew I had to include it.  For those of you who think I have exaggerated the degree of hegemony exerted by Lester Bangs, Dave Marsh, and their ilk during the seventies on rock historiography, read on.  This reviewer is probably young enough to be a child of the above-named reviewers, may not even know who they are, probably never listened to an ELP album, but this review could have run 25 years ago in Creem . . .]

Concept albums are wasted on stupid people such as myself.  In a perfect world, music reviewers would be required to a hold a Ph.D. in all areas of education.  Unfortunately, this is no perfect world.  This is an album based on the writings and stylings of novelist J.K. Huysmans (1848-1907).  Apparently he was ahead of his time, revolutionary even, and these eight tracks are influenced by a few of his writings.  At least, that’s what I figured from the liner notes.  The music is a sort of modern day, dramatic baroque explosion.  It invokes images of medieval battles, vanquished enemies, towering castles, and horses galloping at full speed through a foggy forest of gnarled trees.  There’s a “suite” on the album, a Micromoog., a 10-string lyre, and a bunch of other stuff.  Interesting, talented, well produced . . . not my bag.  Did I ever admit to you that I like Everclear, the band?                           Pinky Royale