With apologies to Mike Patton, I just listened to the first Fantomas album back to back with Naked City's Torture Garden today, and you know what? I don't think I'll ever bother with the first Fantomas album again; why would I, when I can just listen to Torture Garden? It's amazing how much better that album is -- nothin' to do with issues of authenticity or originality or anything; it's just flat-out more musically exciting.
I'll still listen to Fantomas' Director's Cut disc, though... another matter entirely. Actually, I think I'll spin it now.
See y'all at tomorrow's Bukowski movie at the Ridge.
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