I've never liked Roxy Music quite as much as I wanted to: they always teased me with sleek, hooky strangeness, but it always simmered and slunk while I waited for the big entrance.
That big entrance is here, from the first notes of The Thrill of it All, powering on through. This is electric, with that big popping, rolling bass, those guitars full of thundering shimmer, whipping around letting go of all that pent up energy, shedding the irony and detached wit and jumping into the whole sordid scene with abandon, finding irrepressible mania and harrowing joy 4.5/5
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