Wet From Birth
- The Faint
- Band Name: The Faint
- Record Label: Saddle Creek
- Release Date: Sep 14, 2004
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PeteBJan 30, 200710This is a master piece. Cult classic. The Burgiosie of all albums. A MUST record to listen to. If you only ever listen to one ablum ever, this is the one!
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marycSep 30, 20048as i listen to more and more, i do like the new album. for me, i like their old stuff a lot more, and this new album is a little grotesque, yet still satisfying.
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ChrisDMar 23, 20078I hope Pete B is aware that even if 'the bourgeoisie of all albums' was spelt right AND actually meant something, it would probably be a bad thing, e.g. middle of the road or something. Which this album is not, luckily. I'd say not totally consistent, but mostly a great listen. Paranoiattack is particularly incredible. Kudos!
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mikemNov 17, 200410A Masterpiece. Socio-politcal commentary matched with orginal punk-tronica dance core licks...it just cant be beat
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JustdarinJDOct 5, 200610Amazing! You’ve changed my prospective on music!
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BenDSep 23, 20058
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ethandDec 11, 20047The Faint is succumbing to the popularity of the saddle creek label in compromising their original sound on this disc... it is a good disc, but i fear that their next release will be a disaster if they continue to change their sound.
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One of the most commanding and exciting albums you'll hear all year. [#7]
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80Grabs you from the opening seconds with a best-of-all-worlds combination of gritty, menacing music and witty, hilarious lyrics. [Nov 2004, p.99]
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90A near perfect record that will have The Rapture,!!!, and every other dance punk band looking over their collective shoulders.