What the hell IS this? Tracy + The Plastics (the Plastics referring to her keyboard + sampler and drum machine) is an exercise in very self-indulgent wankery utilizing said plastics. HIGH (in all meanings of the word) sense of cheapness used in the sonic spectrum here. Extremely talented arrangements with poetic art chick rants. But this does irritate and will garner a This sux. from most passerbys. I agree mostly, but only because Tracy hasnt learned how to utilize the sounds past the presents on her Casio. Maybe thats the intention, super sterile, almost midi-like tinny electronic arrangements against cheap preset drum rolls with Tracy seemingly overly concerned with life in general. Ever see those artists that create a fucking masterpiece out of Light Brites? Or an immaculate Lego sculpture? Or paint the constitution on a grain of rice? Tracy + The Plastics is a lot like that. Tons of talent utilizing tools that really arent the best medium to express in this given context. Im guessing this is entirely intentional, but I bet with some access to some either better equipment and more selective array of sounds used, Tracy could be worshipped for the art chick shes so desperately flaunting on, Musclers Guide to Videonics. Tracys personality is charmingly bizarre enough to keep intrest, but Im stoned off my ass right now so factor that in. And she sampled AC/DCs, For Those About To Rock and did the rhythm guitar line with her cheesy keyboard. Still not sure if thats cool or not. For the extremely bored able to appreciate a Mona Lisa done entirely in Light Brites.
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