The Velvet Underground goes pop! Here's an album of surprisingly pretty, oftentimes catchy, approachably-cool jaunts, sounding not unlike Lou Reed's finest solo moments.
The repetition, that endless repetition, that was at the heart of arty-era Velvets is still alive and well, but this time it's the foundation of approachable anthems with trancy headspaces and singalong choruses. Mostly gone are the dissonance and song structure perversions that made the band so revolutionary, and the result is less exciting, less unique, but perfectly solid, an engaging album full of slightly offkilter rock ramblers 4/5
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