Arto Lindsay – Cuidado Madame

Aaron Mathess, contributor

I can appreciate “art” for what it is, sometimes.

Listeners who are already familiar with Arto Lindsay may understand a couple of things; he’s not afraid to experiment with sound, and most of his music brings on a dream-like feeling. Keep in mind, brothers and sisters, dreams can either leave you feeling wonderful, or scared as all hell.

Lindsay’s songs can have similar impact on your psyche, causing some confusion, swirling into a moment of bliss, only to launch you into pits of despair and chaos. Cuidado Madame has utilized some pretty shitty attempts at “Brazilian-Afro-Dubstep” and a hint of guitar noises (like DNA) with Arto trucking along singing those uninspiring, stagnant vocals, sometimes in another language.

I really feel that Lindsay and his attention-seeking should not attempt to be a serious act. I can’t take it seriously and wish that the sound would remain more like DNA so I’d know not to even try. Cuidado Madame sounds like you’d almost give it a chance, but it’s truly a steaming pile of dog shit.

 

Rating: 2 out of 12 cans of PBR!

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