ok...i am currently living quite far away so i am going to throw out some shit and see who bites...

warning: purposefully agitating comments to follow:

first, to continue the "my bloody valentine" debate, i would venture that the closest anyone has come to continuing their legacy can be found on the last track ("hawk") of the latest broadcast album. kevin shields has lost the plot (to use my anglophile vocab procured from not knowing enough americans in barcelona) and should be reprimanded/flogged for following up some of the the last millenium´s most influential music with material so damn, well...uninfluential

second, i bought and have given several listens to the latest squarepusher album. my general thoughts have been: "great! a bunch of intellectual masturbation!!!!! very well done for a guy who spends far too much time alone in his bedroom!" ok...respect for cool new sounds, but what´s the point when outkast do cool new sounds that make you dance rather than make want to rock back and forth in a corner while foaming at the mouth?? (note:i have made the aforequoted quotes overly-opinionated in order to provoke...i know this)