In aggregate they equaled almost nothing useful. As the editor of a website like this one, I’m well aware of what lazy writing looks like and frankly nearly all of last Friday’s release date reviews of Is This the Life We Really Want?-at least the ones I read-smacked of it to my trained eye. ‘It’s just Roger being Roger.’ Way to phone it in.”) One after another of these empty calorie reviews used the same words-“bitter,” “bleak” and “dystopian” prominently among them (and all referenced President You-Know-Who)-and indicated that good ol’ Rog was still up to his same old bag of tricks, etc, etc, etc. (One commenter sighed “This review has zero substance. The nearly pointless review of Is This the Life We Really Want? read as if he’d played the album once and dashed it off in about 15 minutes to collect a couple hundred bucks. Rolling Stone’s reviewer was one of the worst offenders. It was difficult to tell what anyone really thought of it from the early reviews. I’d seen the second (not including the dress rehearsal in NJ) show of Waters new Us + Them tour in Louisville, KY (more on this below) over the recent Memorial Day holiday weekend and the reviews I was reading didn’t really jibe with my expectations for the new album, having already heard a handful of the songs from the upcoming album played live and being blown away by how great the set’s new material was. Drats! Foiled again! My disappointment was palpable, but I googled the reviews to sate my curiosity only to read one critical appraisal after another of the most vaguely worded, tepidly positive sentiments. Being as I am, a married middle-aged man, this was going to be the highlight of my fucking week and listening to it on headphones, stoned to the gills, constituted most, if not the entirety of my weekend plans. I’d preordered the new Roger Waters album-his first album of original rock material in nearly a quarter century-and was eagerly awaiting its arrival when I got notice from Amazon at about 7pm that evening that the delivery would be delayed, possibly until the following Tuesday. Last Friday, June 2, I spent the entire day checking the mail.
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