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The first two times I listed to The Scruffs' Conquest,
their first album in 30 years, in advance of writing my review, I
really didn't know quite what to think. First impressions were that
Conquest was a pretty epic record, but in a rather schizophrenic
fashion, in that the record was both equally epically good and yet
epically terrible - sometimes simultaneously . But the third and fourth
listens? Yeah, this thing will grow on you, if you give it time. A
bit like a cancer at times, but more like a harkening back to the
high concept, big art albums of the '70s. Yes, Conquest can
become an overwrought, overly dramatic pile of bombast at times, with
an abundance of strings, and the dreaded saxophone, but it's a pretty
good bombast, for the most part... at least if the listener focuses
more on the production and musicianship, or has a preternatural affection
for Kansas, Uriah Heep, and self-mythologizing.
-David Meyer (mondogarage)
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