Better than Elvis, Mark E. Smith, singer of the Fall, has made a lot of albums. His words remind me of Jean Michel Basquiat paintings in a long drawl. He executes words into fine audible sculptures, like "Love All Greed". The phrases drip out out of his mouth like black grease, or laughs while being kicked in the stomach by police. Recent greats like James Murphy and Stephen Malkmus have taken more than just a page from this misanthropic hysteric.
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