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That album was horrendous! Clarksdale was one of those offerings where the intentions were good but the production wasn't. The mix of the recording is more than off - it's beyond terrible almost to the stage of unlistenable. The hiring of Steve Abini is a mystery. Maybe Plant and his butt-fuck buddy thought it wold be a great idea to maintain a relevance in the culture of the 90's but seeing how Plant makes his living being a singer and seeing how Albini detest singers maybe all the dope they took in the 70's was catching up with them. Clarksdale was not only a commercial flop from a production standpoint the songwriting was just as confusing and disjointed. No doubt all you Zeppelin Cretans ate it up just like you did with that Page/Coverdale nonsense or when the Black Crowes were blowing that FAT fuck for gas money. Clarksdale is not even suitable for the used CD bin much less the dumpster it sits in where many copies of that crap ended up.Comment
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Christ, that album rubs me the wrong way. And just what in the hell is the use of tremolo sounds overlaying the guitars on virtually every track? OK, as an occasional effect, it's wonderful. But to make it the predominate sound all over the place becomes tedious as all hell. To add insult to injury, the actual guitar playing underneath it all isn't exactly what one could call inspired to begin with.
About the only song that holds up is "When the World Was Young," mainly because it doesn't sound like anything else on the record. It is somewhat vital and sounds fresh, as if everyone in the room actually gave a shit about sounding alert, rather than rehashing old concepts. Unfortunately, rehashing old concepts seems to be the general theme of this tired album, which is what the entire Page/Plant Unledded idea originally sprang forth from.
The only thing remotely more cynical was the dire Page/Coverdale project, which fell in upon itself due to a rare sense of taste by the American public, whose general apathy toward the enterprise caused it's entire collapse before a tour could even be arranged. And having the misbegotten mush-head Vince Neil as an opening act couldn't have helped matters.
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