
Don't get me wrong, I'm hell of psyched to have an album that combines the Marvin Gaye on ketamine vocals of Greg Dulli and the "bodies are buried in the barn" baritone of Mark Lanegan. Ideally, I'd be carving pumpkins to it, but tisn't the season. So I've been carving scary faces onto grapefruits to it. Not quite the same effect (more pulp, less structural integrity) but tres emotionally satisfying.
I tried very hard to find a picture of Jane Seymour's sister, to whom "Dear Prudence" was originally dedicated. For the record, she was hanging with the Fabs while they were learning to be more socially disconnected under the tutelage of the Maharishi Mahesh Yoshi (I think I have that right). While this period only did mild damage to them plucky Liverpudlians (inducing George to steel mantras from the Chiffons, among other tribulations), it was mentally destructive for the little Seymour sister, who suffered a breakdown and got a Beatles tune in return. It ain't enlightenment, but baby, what is?
Compare, contrast, lather, rinse, repeat.
"Dear Prudence"-The Beatles
"Never As Tired as When I'm Waking Up"- LCD Soundsystem
"I Was in Love With You"- The Gutter Twins
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