Sunday 2 September 2007 photo 12/16
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00-taltes hitils bästa album (1/4) The Libertines - Up The Bracket Listening to The Libertines' debut album is kind of like being at a boisterous party. Only you're pinned in a corner by a drunken British fop who just won't shut up, who's shouting in your ear because of the din of loud music and other partygoers trying to make themselves heard in conversations of their own. You stand there, hopelessly stranded, nodding politely as you feel the odd spray of spit enter your ear canal, smelling the bloke's noxious odor of stale cigarettes and hard liquor. Only, what happens after a few minutes, the guy seems to make some kind of deranged sense as he slurs on and on, rapidly changing subjects, often mid-sentence. You wind up enthralled, unable to pull yourself away from his rambling, and later that night, when you try to describe to friends just exactly what he was talking about, your own bland recollections makes so little sense that you give up, and just say, "You should have heard the guy."
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