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Subway Album Review: Palm – Trading Basics
There is a lot going on here. It’s kind of the musical equivalent of non-linear post-modernist fiction, if that makes any sense. Shit is just flying in from all over the place, creating something that is constantly expanding in every direction. If I had to pick one adjective for the guitar playing, I would say “angular.” I listened to this while trying to read a book about pseudo-events, and my brain completely melted.
This album seems pretty cool, but I think it is the sort of carefully orchestrated chaos that requires more brainpower than I can spare before 9am. Maybe tomorrow I’ll give it a spin on my way home and see if that makes a difference.