SPENCER P. JONES
The Lost Anxiety Tapes (Spooky)

Reviewed by John Sekerka



Haven't done a double take for a spell - and it sure feels good. Spencer P. Jones knows how to confuse, confound, amuse and delight. The smarmy bastard starts off declaring that "my week is better than your year," and it cuts deep, cuz we all know that he is probably right. Just look at him, all snappily dressed, donning a cowboy hat, smoking a cancer stick; Spencer is the man. There's no arguing with a man who has the musical gift of presenting various catchy melodies with provocative words, culminating in stupefying songs you'll be hard pressed not to hum every single waking minute of the day, and most probably at night too. There's a friendly, folksy feel to Spencer's record; it's an album that combines various genres but can best be described as pop, as in popular. A couple of albums ago Cracker did the same: creating infectious, timeless, feel good music. The diminishing art of song-writing just got an adrenaline booster. Thanks Spencer.

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