It’s an album of covers ranging from Nirvana to Igor Stravinsky. They’re generally not that good. If you like “Lithium,” you should give it a spin, just so you can hear it, but similar to the Coors Light ads that show the NFL head coaches at press conferences, it is the original content that’s entertaining, not the bastardization of it.
Gyorgi Ligeti is happy to be dead so he can now proceed to roll over in his grave after these guys have covered “Fem (Etude No. 8).” I’d rather they cover “Mambo No. 5” by Lou Bega. Everyone sounds drunk in these songs.
My girlfriend disapproves of their rendition of Pink Floyd’s “Comfortably Numb,” and that’s good enough for me. I’d ask whether it needs to be nearly seven minutes long, but for all I know, the original is that long too.
The cover of the Bee Gees’ “How Deep Is Your Love” isn’t that great either, but you can’t screw up a disco cover. I mean, no one can–not even these guys.
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