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I can't help being a big fan of the esoteric and the obscure
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Activity Summary
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Reviews Written: 506
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Member Visits: 40,182
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Total Visits: 276,471
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About DrFaustus
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Do you have an album that you'd like to review that isn't in the Epinions database? There's two ways you can let us know. You can come join us at the Epinions Music Source message board and leave a message in the"So What'cha Want" forum, or you can send me an e-mail directly (you can find my address at the top of this page).
Either way, you'll need to include the following information with your request:
• album name
• artist name
• estimated price
• album length
• record label
• genre
• release date
• a link to an online picture of the album cover
Let me know all that and I'll get your album added as soon as possible.
And of course, feel free to get in touch with me about any other issues concerning the music category here at Epinions.
I'm trying to get pull down menus for all of my reviews set up here. I'm still learning what to do with HTML, but hopefully everything will come out alright.
I'll be slowly putting up all of my reviews here. Be aware that some of the older ones tend to be of questionable quality. I'm including them just to help show how far I've progressed since I first started writing here
There are bands that are hit machines, bands that earn the respect of the music crowd, bands that fill stadiums, bands that drip sex; transcendent bands and ephemeral, boy bands and girl bands, gimmick bands and inept bands, beach and driving bands, summer and winter bands, bands to make love by and bands that make you memorize the words to every song they play. Most bands are awful, and if there are aliens from other galaxies monitoring our radio and tv waves, they're probably being driven crazy by the din. And in the whole half-century-long history of rock music there is a small number of bands, a number so small you could count it without running out of fingers, who steal into your heart and become part of how you see the world, how you tell and unserstand the truth, even when you're old and deaf and foolish. On your deathbed you'll hear them sing to you as you drift towards the light: Shh... Sha-sha... Sha-la-la-la-la... Shang-a-lang, shang-a-lang...Sh-boom... Shoop... Shoop... Shh... It's all over now.
-Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet
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