, attached to 2016-07-03

Review by bl002e

bl002e I've made peace with most of the pet peeves that have occasionally irked me throughout the 3.0 era. Songs like your Tubes, your Gumbos, your Bags, Halley's...es (Halleys'?), and Momas, jammed to oblivion from '97 to '04, are just not going to be taken for extended rides. Once the expectations were put to rest, virtually any possibility for disappointment vanished. And yet, in those first moments of Moma – following an all-too-rare Soul Shakedown – because I'd long ago put any expectations to rest, I couldn't help feeling a tinge of disappointment creep in. This was quite a meaty slot in which to place a rather formulaic option.

So naturally, they go ahead and play one of the best goddamned Momas ever. As a wise man once said, "Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-tip."

As for the rest of the show, a haiku will suffice:

For better or worse
Moma was the clear highlight
'16's an odd one


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