“KASABIAN”
This band largely eliminates the need for all other bands. More addictive than ice, and with a much better high, the music of Kasabian won’t punch holes in your brain (but possibly into your eardrums, if you turn it up as loud as it deserves). I have been listening to this CD non-stop for four months now, at work, at home, in the car, in bed, in my head… They make the Prodigy sound like a case of the “terrible twos.” They’re everything Bobby Gillespie’s ever wanted to be. The dark, paranoid lyrics are aloe for this heliophobe’s soul—the ultimate antidote to the music that ails you. They’re probably better looking than your boyfriend, too. —RCA Records 2005 [ESTHER BURNS]
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