One of the most completely self-indulgent, ridiculously over-the-top fun albums I’ve heard that didn’t bear the name Queen. Maybe it doesn’t quite live up to or even near that massive throne, but that’s certainly what Muse is striving for: They’d forsaken their Radiohead fetish and grabbed their scepters, and luckily it actually worked for once where so many have tried and failed.
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Tom Johnson has contributed to Blogcritics, and maintained a series of stand-alone sites including Known Johnson, Everything is a Mess and others. He studied both creative writing and then studio art at Arizona State. Contact Something Else! at [email protected].
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