The suits at
the record companies are all throwing up their hands saying
both grunge and rap are dead and wondering what to replace
Most of them seem to think the next big thing will
be techno-house music. So it seems kind of ironic that now
that he's finally in vogue, arguably the most respected name
in the genre would make a complete 360 and release a
straight-ahead punk disk.
Moby fools us at first with the
long church organ intro "Dead Sun," but soon he's flailing
away hard and fast at life's petty injustices of love, war,
sex and musical pigeonholing.
It's good to see Moby is
willing to stretch his boundaries, even though in the long
run he's not as original a punk as he is in techno. After a
while the album does get a little repressive in its anger
and it's a little over-polished for a punk disk, but it does
have enough interesting rants to suggest giving it a spin.