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| | You've Come a Long Way, Baby | | | Music Artist : | | Fatboy Slim | | Music Style : | | General | | Record Label : | | Astralwerks | | Release Date : | | 1998-10-20 | | Store Price : | | $16.98 | | Artistopia's Price: $16.98 | | Usually ships in 24 hours | | |
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CD Tracks/Songs
Disc 11. Right Here, Right Now
2. Rockafeller Skank
3. In Heaven
4. Gangster Tripping
5. Build It Up -- Tear It Down
6. Kalifornia
7. Soul Surfing
8. You're Not from Brighton
9. Praise You
10. Love Island
11. Acid 8000
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Customer Reviews of This Album/CD |
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 Best dance/hip hop cd ever
Submitted on: 2009-06-05 |
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| I've been playing this cd since it came out over ten years ago. Happy, dark, sexy and wild, it's got just the right combo of intellectual music mixing with big dumb love-beats. You can check your brain at the door if you want, and try, just try to keep still when Norman spins his magic. Everybody else is just paying homage to this cat, as we all should. Ah heaven is a fat speaker and a Fatboy. |
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This cd goes, "along way baby"
Submitted on: 2009-02-14 |
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| everyone will know this album for, praise you and rockeffeller skank, however this cd could be played from front to back without any lame tracks. some great party music, just put it in turn it on and enjoy |
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 Fatboy needs to slim down the running time....
Submitted on: 2008-11-13 |
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| In Heaven is a terrible track, period. There are some solid tracks, but the album is weighed down by too much repetition. After listening to about 2 minutes of a track like Gangster Trippin' I'm ready for the next track. Trim the fat and you might have something. Give this one a pass, or just get the decent tracks (Rockafeller Skank, Praise You). |
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 Everywhere Everywhere...is Fatboy Slim
Submitted on: 2007-07-31 |
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The breakthrough album and zeneth of Fatboy Slim's Career. Tracks that integrated within all that was pop culture during the late 90's. From Adidas advertisements to the opening credits of clubber's cult classic, Human Traffic. Fatboy Slim was it...for a short but sweet time that rounded off the 20th century. He blew the sand off of Brighton Beach, and turned down Madonna when she asked him to collaborate on an album with her. Nice.
Some tracks are annoying, but I still have three or four tracks that I listen to fairly regularly. If for some bizarre reason, you don't have this album already, it is a worthy addition if you can find it cheap. I have the import as the US had to co-release an edited version (Clean...as Amazon likes to put it) before we were permitted to be exposed to Fatboy's dirty mouth. You would not be missing anything special by picking up the 11 track US release. Whether you want your version to be "clean" or not is up to you.
3/5 stars. |
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 Loop The Loops
Submitted on: 2007-02-27 |
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Most humans thrive on routine. It's not just the steady comfort of familiarity, it's also the drive of habituation, the power behind the incessant. From heartbeats to sunsets, coffee to cigarettes, and morning rituals to bedtime habits, many of us find something altogether soothing about certainty. Even those who like to mix it up can't deny that there are specific drives that require a sort of pounding regularity. Hell, just take a look at the basic mechanism of sex.
Fatboy Slim co-opts this need with glaring glee. In fact, if taken in those terms, each of his songs on this album could be seen, on some level, as the melodic approximation of sex. He changes things around occasionally, and usually with a finesse that amps the friction, but for the most part the songs operate with a happy repetition of a thrumming big beat. This isn't love-making as a slow dance; this is head-banging, foot-stomping pounding.
The more popular ones ("The Rockafeller Skank" and "Praise You") you've probably heard and can see how they use funky loops, found sound, and percussive frequency to goad the nerves. Most of the others, I'd argue, are just as addictive as a regular morning latte. "Gangster Tripping" spins together surf board washouts with ballroom waltzes spun at 60 rpms. "Kalifornia" crackles with robo-tronic slips and slides. "Love Island," one of the raunchiest tracks, combines deep bass plodding with techno pipe blasts.
There are times when Fatboy forgets to add a little diversity. In fact, any spots where the songs fail occur precisely because Fatboy decides to drag things out just a little bit longer than he should. The endings of "Soul Surfing" and "Acid 8000" and the vocal loop in "In Heaven" are all fine examples of Mr. Cook overusing his passionately played hooks.
Still, even if Fatboy Slim succumbs to a little jack-rabbiting with his rhythms and rhymes, those slightly grating moments are the thin and dismissable crust on something that is juicy and pulsing. No one would call this record great art, but it is great music that is bound to inspire great fun. |
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