People throw overproduced on to Terror Twilight like they're executing criminal justice. The last person who said this was Pavement's finest hour in the town square of Pretentia was probably Piltdown Man. There are worse offenses certainly. Proclaiming your undying love for this swan song is a far cry from saying Liz Phair only got better with the end of the nineties. The occasional polite adjectives like 'enjoyable' or 'fun' are bestowed upon Terror as a means of distancing oneself from giving it too much artistic credibility. It's in vogue to slam their final moments and proclaim that you listen to Slanted and Enchanted more than you breathe from the rooftops (take puff on Parliament cigarette here). I'm not trying to set myself up as a voice crying out in the wilderness but all I have to say is: what the hell's the matter with you people?! If you don't feel more joy listening to 'Spit on a Stranger' or 'Major Leagues' than any other Pavement song, humanity's ship is sinking and its time to let the women and children off first. '...And Carrot Rope'? 'Billie'? This record is as good as any of their others, more spacy and streamlined, yes... but if you're about to abandon Stephen Malkmus for one or two laser sound effects, you probably have never seen Star Wars and are also possessed by Satan's second-in-command. Enjoy and forget the naysayers!
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