Charlie Tweddle-Fantastic Greatest Hits

I've posted a lot of albums that have probably elicited some quizzical looks after a precursory listen (unless you were already in the know). But this one is almost from an entirely different planet. I suppose that at its core lies a country album. Not some weepy, 70s nudie suited country album. Something more akin to the Legendary Stardust Cowboy. But then there's all of these bizarre sound experiments. I can't say that I know a country album (if this is, in fact, a country album) that reaches such levels of dementedness. It's as weird as this experience I had a few nights ago when sitting alone late night down at the local. Some adolescent, certainly underage, was loudly singing the praises of Ronald Reagan and the "golden age of American." Odd, since I am quite sure that this youth was born in the 90s. But what makes it even more unusual was that he was actually wearing a Reagan/Bush 1984 campaign tee shirt. Oh, this also wasn't some ironic hipster either. And that just made me wish there was more vasectomies performed in the 1980s. Fuck the kids.

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