The Edge of Done
Part 1: The Night Ends
My Body Sings Electric
This is a concept album from Steven Wilsonís band Porcupine Tree thatís meant to make a statement about the world and kids today. First off, I donít really give two *#*$# about how pissed Steven Wilson is at the world. Thatís fine. His opinion is that due to the internet age, kids are disassociated with life and family. Theyíre mad at their parents and donít live their life anymore. Interesting. Thatís fine, but let me ask you something; is a kid disassociated with life and family more apt to listen to the Goo Goo Dolls and the Red Hot Chili Peppers? Or is that kid going to seek out music from a band like Porcupine Tree? I think everybodyís going to find music they like, but I think music that makes a social statement through 30 sentences in a 17 minute song is more likely to feed a problem than fix it.
Needless to say I didnít like the album. The tracks are too long, too boring, and not up to snuff with similar styles. Thereís some decent guitar work here, but thatís really the only good quality. Six tracks running 50 minutes just doesnít work for me. Also, Iím not going to grovel at Wilsonís feat over the vocal work like some other reviews Iíve seen, heís good but Iíve heard better. This is definitely an album you should ignore. Itís an album to the youth of today written by a guy thatís been making music since the late 80ís. As far as Iím concerned, he can take this and shove it up his #@#. How this gets label money, let alone major label money with the quality of some of the unsigned bands out right now is beyond me.