You'd think I would have already gotten the memo (not once, but twice) that Scott Walker is the shit, but apparently I was too busy being obtuse. However, my stupidity has since fled and I've realized the genius that is Mr. Walker. Releasing a string of eponymous albums in the late 50s and early 60s, his music is somewhere between Phil Spector grandeur and Beach Boys early-adulthood emotions. I can't really think of anything to tell you besides the fact that you should just buy an album and see for yourself. Quite the sales pitch, eh?
Monday, October 20, 2008
scott walker
You'd think I would have already gotten the memo (not once, but twice) that Scott Walker is the shit, but apparently I was too busy being obtuse. However, my stupidity has since fled and I've realized the genius that is Mr. Walker. Releasing a string of eponymous albums in the late 50s and early 60s, his music is somewhere between Phil Spector grandeur and Beach Boys early-adulthood emotions. I can't really think of anything to tell you besides the fact that you should just buy an album and see for yourself. Quite the sales pitch, eh?
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