Now before you get lulled to sleep by The Velvet Undergrounds' self titled album, here's your wake up call. Of all the loud, abrasive, violent, drugged out, fucked up, ear splitting rock albums ever made, there is one that towers above all the rest, and it is this album. This is the noise rock rule book. There are no rules. This is completely insane. I'll be honest its not an easy listen, and if you're looking to sit back and chill out, this is not quite what you are looking for. This is 40 minutes of intense, disturbing, avant garde rock and roll. I think I love this album so much partly due to that fact that no one living in 1968 would have even kind of been ready for this shit. It's 2009 and I'm still breaking out in cold sweats. This record sounds so fresh and in your face it could have been recorded yesterday, but its 41 years old, and that is a true accomplishment. Can you tell I'm on a Velvet Underground kick right now? CrAAAAANK it up and get your musical brain aneurysm for the day here.
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