White Denim's 13 sets off as if it's Frank Zappa's crazed nephew. I can't stand Frank Zappa so I'm not hopeful. But I persevere. I've liked previous albums. But I get slightly weary fairly early and suspect that I'm not going to go back to this one
. It's not White Denim I'd say it's me. This is Clever, Clever Dick stuff and not my current cup of tea. This is a record that seems to wish it had come out in 1973. It's probably too clever for itself. I have records by the artists it venerates and feel I should get to know them better.
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