I have no appreciation for this kind of improvisational jazz and "reconstruction" of pop music. It's barely recognizable as Abba's tune. I guess that's the point, but why bother? All that banging and clanging and thumping. It's like a kid having a tantrum in a music store. Way too cerebral. To me music should be more visceral. I want to tap my foot and hum along and shake my body. Listening to this makes me want to run from the room.
Yeah, I was cranky this afternoon. I ought not to have left a comment at all. Reading it now I'm embarrassed. Sound like a crotchety old... fill in the blank. ;^)
Patricia Abbott is the author of more than 125 stories that have appeared online, in print journals and in various anthologies. She is the author of two print novels CONCRETE ANGEL (2015) and SHOT IN DETROIT (2016)(Polis Books). CONCRETE ANGEL was nominated for an Anthony and Macavity Award in 2016. SHOT IN DETROIT was nominated for an Edgar Award and an Anthony Award in 2017. A collection of her stories I BRING SORROW AND OTHER STORIES OF TRANSGRESSION will appear in 2018.
She also authored two ebooks, MONKEY JUSTICE and HOME INVASION and co-edited DISCOUNT NOIR. She won a Derringer award for her story "My Hero." She lives outside Detroit.
Patricia (Patti) Abbott
SHOT IN DETROIT
Edgar Nominee 2017, Anthony nominee 2017
CONCRETE ANGEL
Polis Books, 2015-nominated for the Anthony and Macavity Awards
7 comments:
Oh, another great choice!!
Pretty
Pretty? Did Charles listen to the whole thing?
I have no appreciation for this kind of improvisational jazz and "reconstruction" of pop music. It's barely recognizable as Abba's tune. I guess that's the point, but why bother? All that banging and clanging and thumping. It's like a kid having a tantrum in a music store. Way too cerebral. To me music should be more visceral. I want to tap my foot and hum along and shake my body. Listening to this makes me want to run from the room.
I love fishing the original song from what they've done with it. It will be BAD PLUS all week, John. Sorry they are not to your taste.
Yeah, I was cranky this afternoon. I ought not to have left a comment at all. Reading it now I'm embarrassed. Sound like a crotchety old... fill in the blank. ;^)
You never have to apologize for being cranky here. I like controversy over things like music.
You've got to listen to Snarky Puppy.
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