Anyone with a fast-enough computer can make a “real” album, and those recording artists with the necessary funding should push the limits of studio recording. Another Random Access Memories' draw is its collaborations—
The poet's instinct to distinguish her craft from that of the songwriter has always seemed pretentious and unnecessary. Listen to the lyrics of Burqueña Rennie Sparks—half of the outstanding Handsome Family—to disprove that forced schism. The husband-and-wife duo has those words—along with Brett's warm, haunted voice and that wall of Americana sound—to thank for their two-
Ryan Adams teamed up with NYC drummer Johnny T. Yerington and vocalist Leah Hennessey (New York Doll David Johansen's stepdaughter) on Pornography's “7 Minutes in Heaven,” a seven-song, seven-minute-long 7-inch. Line those sevens up and—bam!—you’ve won the punk rawk jackpot.“Fake Snake, Real Pony” rails against “the most boring person in the whole wide world.” “Punch Him” hints at Bikini Kill’s early days. There are two bonus tracks: “I'm Not Used to Failure” smacks of Dead Kennedys' “Insight,” and “Dirty Cross-Dresser” is delightfully bratty. Yet, even at nine songs, it clocks in at seven minutes and 47 seconds. Perfect for repeat listens, “7 Minutes in Heaven” is like downing a mess of rotgut shots; by a certain point, you’re too busy slamming into everyone to give a fuck about what you just consumed. (M. Brianna Stallings)
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