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Post by Username on Oct 19, 2003 21:37:04 GMT -5
Today I am going to review the thrills, the spills, that is Boney M Gold.
Upon my first look at the album art I thought, wow, this looks really bad. Little did I know how right I would be on my first playing.
So I put the record in the cd player and start listening to it. Daddy Cool? Who is this Daddy Cool. Ya Ya Rasputin? Wasn't he an extra in the Houdini show, must be someone else.
So I continue listening, hoping to hear some basic distorted guitar or some double kick when all of a sudden a Saturday night disco funk piece starts. This was the last straw thought I. I promptly removed the cd from my drive, wrote "do not listen to this again if you wish to keep your wits about you" over the top of the poorly constructed logo, and discarded to the back pile of my cd rack, never to be heard again.
In summation: If you wish to listen to some black people sing about russians, or feel the itch to wear your best platforms from the seventies, a silver chain with a sex symbol on it and an unbuttoned shirt, this record is for you.
Otherwise, steer clear.
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