Hmmm, I am getting a little sick of this Beastie Boys marathon.
I trekked to the Forum Theatre in Melbourne to see the Boys playing this album, and Mixmaster Mike was definitely the highlight. His wizardry transplanted to the stage very effectively. As one of this blog’s readers has argued, the rapping was less impressive live. It does just come across as muffled shouting.
But turning back to this recording, yet again I face the conundrum of distinguishing the quality ‘singles’, which are still solid, and the remaining less-engaging noodling that represents a big chunk of this album. Body Movin’, Intergalactic, Three MCs and one DJ, and Super Disco Breakin’ are worth the entry ticket, but I could listen to this album for the rest of my life and I’m not sure I’d get anything out of the soporific Picture This (other than sleep) or Sneaking out of the Hospital.
It’s all starting to get a bit tired. Or is it just me?…
File under: No big deal for experienced and jaded ears