As the musical equivalent of popping bubble wrap, it's a marvellously addictive and enjoyable experience.
A correspondent to our Angst page recently poured scorn on our ‘No Sell Out’ issue and by contrast, named the [a]Beastie Boys[/a] as the saviours of modern music. Strange that D it’s hard to see how anyone could think these men are going to save us from mutually assured destruction, but they aren’t half good at making you feel slightly happier for a few minutes.
The joy here stems chiefly from a deeply satisfying elephantine
stomping all over it that sounds like a four-year-old violently slamming a door repeatedly for a laugh. Then the Beasties rap a lot about things you would never wish to understand, and shout [I]”remote control”[/I] several times in the chorus. No great science, philosophy, rhyme or reason for that, but as the musical equivalent of popping bubble wrap, it’s a marvellously addictive