Review of Commercials For Debt Relief Programs

Commercials for Debt Relief Programs will knock the breath out of you 
are batshit poetry will even reveal a modicum of anger Commercials 
for Debt Relief Programs are a risky, arrogant move
a feeling of the all thing a late-night a.m. radio haze
to the whole thing Commercials for Debt Relief Programs
are a special sensation at the centre of your body.

Review of The Escapist

Patience is a 
virtue here, and 
it's well rewarded. 
An alumnus 
of the battle, 

as well as Tennesee 
Tech University, 
where he majored 
in psychology, 
The Escapist

spends his best vitriol 
on the business, 
and when you look 
at all those words 
it is clear he 

used some of what 
he learned. He is 
a humane ironist, 
a lustful romantic, 
and a cheeky 

genre player! 
Yeah, he's kind of 
twee, but you don't 
need to wear glasses 
to see him or

Review of Chronic Bronchitis

Chronic Bronchitis (the name implies dexterity and 
     flexibility) is the last installment in a trilogy 
that began with an impossible bird. As such, it is obsessed 
     with the hemorrhaging of time: many songs here find R. 
Hamilton grasping at the stuff even as it spurts 
     through his fingers. It's not nostalgia 
that makes Chronic Bronchitis my favorite 
     compilation of 2005, though:  it's the thin black line; 
a guide, both for the surgeon and the scalpel.

Review of Danny Noriega

I will feel so proud when the reckoning arrives.

If you happen to be
in a rock band and you
don't happen to be eith-

er of the Danny Nor-
iegas it so sucks
to be you right now I
would've loved to have seen
the bottles and batt-

eries thrown at him if
he passed by CBGBs
during a hardcore mat-

inee circa nineteen-
ninety-one dressed like that
and parodying his
own style as he satir-
ized the country's foibles

Sometimes we laugh sometimes
we cry but the rapid
beat of the heart remains

Review of Married Women Who Are Drunk

Poet, novelist, Buddhist monk, renowned ladies' man;
in the past, I haven't tried too hard
to sway the unconvinced toward the charms
of Married Women Who Are Drunk - the
hallucinatory, Syd Barrett-like lyrics,
the everpresent flute, and the occasional
weird noise that, initially, doesn't sound
all that weird. Despite theoretical
obscure German influences, or partially
French voices, Married Women Who are Drunk
are enjoyable even without a foreign-
language degree. "Success has made a failure
of our home." Loretta Lynn said that.
Elvis Costello covered it once.