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Thread started 11/17/99 8:12pm

Rave review in NME

Hello everyone. My first time here, so poppin' my cherry!
Great site by the way, had loadsa laughs in my many visits.
Unfortunatly nme.com have not put the article on line, so
here follows a transcript. Frankly, they're talking out of
their arse, but the review is typical of the NME's
downbeat attitude on most acts these days (unless it's
Oasis or Blur!).

Anywayz, keep the peace, cya around.



The "review";



Instead of carving divine sexfunk for the 21st century,
Prince Rogers Nelson has spent most of the 90's desecrating his
good name. So it is with some trepidation we approach "Rave
Un2 The Joy Fantastic"....

...Only to be gladly surprised, when the multi-tracked
phalanx of helium-infused Artists trill out the title
track refrain like some purple-velvet clad gospel choir.



As opening gestures go, it drips with the kind of playful
audacity Prince seemed to shed the moment he became merely
The Symbol. But, within seconds, "Rave.." is sunk by the
airtight electro-groove which courses throughout the entire
LP. Locked deep within Paisley Park, alone with his muse,
Prince has speedily become a late-period Phil Spector for
the 90's; still idiosyncratic, but now severly
anachronistic as well.



It's as if Prince were killed at the turn of the decade,
and his record company have kept the incident a secret,
releasing offcuts from his previous recording sessions as
new albums and parading a cyborg-simulacrum for public
appearances so as not to arouse suspicion.



While much of "Rave.." throbs with what we used to love
Prince for (lascivious funk, wanton lust, a sorbet-light
pop touch), and features, in his X-rated reading of Sheryl
Crow's "Everyday Is A Winding Road", an astonishing act
of dogshit-to-diamond alchemy, we've heard it all before,
and from this very source. To paraphrase Woody Allen,
genius is like a shark; it has to move forward or it dies.
And what we have here is a patchily impressive, fleetingly
satisfying, but very, very dead shark.



5 (out of 10)



(Ozric PS - How many glaring mistakes can you see in this?)
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