when a cover isn't quite a cover
Seeing Drew Daniel sing Coil's Anal Staircase while wearing a wiccan hood, his voice filtered through some black-magic DSP then later segueing into Big Booty Bitches was a real treat last night. I think some people are disappointed that the new Soft Pink Truth album is nothing but covers, but SPT is doing it so smartly that distinctions between authenticity, covers, remixes, recontextualizations, etc, just get so messy that to try to work through them conceptually misses the point that it's a lot more fun to just shake your booty to the music. Soft Pink truth just keeps getting softer, pinker, and, depending on whom you ask, the rockists or the anti-rockists, more (or less) true all the time.