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Originally Posted by Severian
Stereo had its moments too. I bought them together.
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Yah well how could you not? There was a limited advance release of
Mono on its own but as far as I know there's no version of
Stereo alone. It was kind of a fuckup, really — Paul said you were supposed to see the
Stereo front cover, flip the package and meet
Mono by his malevolent alter ego Grandpaboy. So it was meant to be
Stereo/Mono, but if you were, say, checking the thing at a record store, you got
Stereo's front and back covers without a hint of the other album inside. Shit backfired, then; assclown reviewers called it "Paul Westerberg's new album,
Stereo, yet another collection of mostly acoustic mid-tempo songs. A bonus disc of throwaway rockers is included". Motherfuckers.
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Originally Posted by Severian
But Mono was the triumph.
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Stereo is its equal, gorgeous, fucked up (three songs end abruptly as the tape runs out [or PW deliberately cut 'em off — believe what you will]; the tracklist goes to hell when the unlisted "Strike Down The Band" sneaks in; after the "last" track there's another hidden tune, a fiery Flesh For Lulu cover (!) driven by chaotic
Gasoline Alley-ish drums) and lyrically brutal. The whole two-disc set is the best fucking album of 2002 when you consider that
Yankee Hotel Foxtrot is actually a 2001 LP whose release got delayed by moronic corporate boners. But no, The Flaming Mooks were all the goddamn rage. "
Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots? My fourth graders could have come up with a better album title." —Robert Pollard.