Biggest surprise is how good the pickups sound and how well they take some dirt.
This is an album of ideas. Sometimes it glides between them; sometimes it leaps. One thing remains constant, however – the urge to explore.
Faeries, we are told, do not exist. But what if we see them? What if they come into lives and completely change our paths and that of those around us? What if these mystical creatures manifest themselves in a real life mystery? What if their light helps overcome our darkness? Camilla Bruce’s You Let Me…
A remarkably lucid and targeted vision that cuts through the haze like a sniper’s bullet soars over an opium field.
To think that Cooper writes, produces, stars, directs, composes much of the music and sings his own material is astonishing – this is the genesis of a multi-talented artist to rival the likes of Welles, Beatty, Eastwood and Chaplin.
Shane Black’s shot at revamping the Predator franchise is a mess of offbeat comedy, thrills and spills that succeeds at hunting down and killing its audience.