Anna Minard claims to "know nothing about music." For this column, we force her to listen to random records by artists considered to be important by music nerds.


HOLY SHIT, you guys. This is ridiculous. Sometimes, when listening to albums for this column, I press play and immediately feel like I'm on an episode of Punk'd, and Ashton Kutcher is going to pop out from behind my bookcase, peel off his convincing Dave Segal mask, snap a quick Polaroid of me, and go, "HA-HA! Gotcha! Look at your face!" This was one of those times.

The first track is 32 minutes long. Hey, did you know saxophones can scream at you? They can and will, if you listen to this album. At first, Pharoah Sanders is just tickling the sax until it giggles. But then it gets really, really pissed. (Which is fair.) Also: "The Creator has a working plan: peace and happiness for every man." You will hear that phrase a lot of times, followed by the phrase "the Creator makes but one demand: happiness through all the land" another, oh, three thousand times. And also a lot of "yeahs." "Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-ye—" (I'm stopping there, but only to save ink.)

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