Gasoline Age
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Average customer review:Track Listing
- Shiny, Shiny Pimpmobile
- Hell Is an Open Door
- Cybercar
- Wholesale Lies
- My Little Rainbow
- Party Drive
- King of Nothing Never
- 14st Street Boys Stolen Car Club
- All You Little Suckers
- Astrofarm
- Down 42nd Street to the Light
- Altantic City (Gonna Make a Million Tonight)
- Don't Hurrry
Product Details
- Amazon Sales Rank: #133088 in Music
- Released on: 2005-06-15
- Number of discs: 1
- Dimensions: .21 pounds
Editorial Reviews
From Amazon.com
Welcome to the insular world of F.M. Cornog. A staunch indie-vidualist who creates shambling rock anthems in the privacy of a home studio, Cornog usually works best when he's alone. Of course, he still moonlights with those subversive Nashville cats Lambchop, but Cornog's solo stuff really showcases his masterful pop craftsmanship. On the shimmering song "Wholesale Lies," Cornog summons the ghost of prime-era Beach Boys with splendid results. While Cornog's voice is a fairly rough instrument, his off-hand singing complements the fringe-dwelling imagery of ERP's unusual sound. As a one-man band, Cornog draws inspiration from the romantic world of automobiles. With eccentric compositions like "Shiny, Shiny Pimpmobile," "Cybercar," and "14th Street Stolen Car Club," Cornog takes this urban experience to an entertaining, lo-fi extreme.--Mitch Myers
Customer Reviews
odd how
odd how well one guy and a home studio can do--yet not so strange when you consider the beautiful,
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I bought this CD on reccomendation from Amazon.com - that was a mistake. It's just boring lo-fi humdrum. I think they recommended it because I had purchased a Red House Painters CD - well, these fellas sound nothing like the RHP. Be wary of a computer telling you what you might or might not like.
east river pipe - gasoline age
This album is a microsymphony to the God of estrangement, desolation, and eternal hope - the soundtrack to thousands of lonely souls clanging around desperately in the truck-stop voids and dimestores. FM Cornog crafts these heart-wrenching and gorgeous tunes in his little vestebule away from the outside world. Comparitively, Cornog's songs rank with the greats: Lennon's introspection, Wilson's desolate meloncholy, Verlaine's gutter narratives. Using almost exclusively major chord progressions, Cornog elicits more true emotion than any of the shoe-gazing minor chord heavy handed bands can muster - and with a great deal less prentention than, say, this wordy and overly precious review.
