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Mogwai – "Auto Rock" Mogwai have never lived up to the "truth" of the Mogwai I read about. Flip, flip through the magazine: Page 52 says they’re sheer terror. Click, click on the computer: This link casts them as apocalyptic rock gods. Turn off the hyperbole beats and turn up the reality jams... Loud? Yes. Out of control? Uh... they drive the car fast, but they never veer off to catch a sweet ramp. Still, I like Mogwai. Good sit-in-the-fog rockers. But I secretly desire for more. I dream for Mogwai to crush me with something besides their song titles. Turning on Mr. Beast finally decimated me — not with volume or menace, but with a deep, slow spill of foreboding. "Auto Rock" is all synth shimmer, poked piano riffs, affected guitars, and one-drum whomp over and over. This is the apocolypse rock I have been promised. But instead of soundtracking the Big Death Time, they give us the prelude. This is Satan’s hand rising from the ground, the fingers poking through the asphalt on a busy street. Each red claw feels the earth’s air and knows soon that air will be steam. So evil. Evil evil evil. Proof of evil: as it progresses, it gets louder. ----
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