Sparks rules, lots of ink on them incoming in the next couple weeks, I'm sure.
Despite the 5 toughs on the cover, Sparks' debut feels conjured from the
imagination, a personal, private grasp at something beautiful. Their glammy, strutting sound's all there from the jump, Russell's manic vocals sliding all around the room. But Todd Rungren's production is so patient and airy; so big and yet so small. The whole album has music hall scope; broad, beautiful gestures echoing off faraway ceilings. But it's a dream of the stage, a rigger stealing a song after hours, an imagined audience held rapt by songs about the opera and the ballet 4/5
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