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{{a|record review|{{image|Blondie Atomic|jpg|}}}}{{drop|I|t should not}} make sense. NONE OF IT MAKES SENSE.  
{{a|record review|{{image|Blondie Atomic|jpg|}}}}{{drop|I|t should not}} make sense. NONE OF IT MAKES SENSE.


{{smallcaps|Three blind mice}} meet a marching band, they run into Sergio Leone in a New York disco, he takes them on a subterranean rollercoaster with a punk rock drummer at the helm on a quest to see this otherworldly blonde goddess murmuring expectantly about the on-rushing world’s end.  
{{smallcaps|Three blind mice}} meet a marching band, they run into Sergio Leone in a New York disco, he takes them on a subterranean rollercoaster with a punk rock drummer at the helm on a quest to see this otherworldly blonde goddess murmuring expectantly about the on-rushing world’s end.  
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<big>{{smallcaps|Part II: The Vamp: Spaghetti western guitars & an impatient punk drummer}}</big><br>{{drop|W|e open on}} a wide empty dustbowl, a kerrang of spaghetti western guitars and the rollercoaster clunges down into the abyss. Now the drummer, Burke, sets the pace, pulling frantically at the beat, a brisk four-on-the-floor stomp, hauling the band along at 135 — you ''know'' he’d go 150 if they’d only get a leg on — just two measures in and he’s given up on the quarter notes and is ''impatiently drumming his fingers'' with sarcastic hi-hat triplets as if to say, NO RUSH GUYS JUST WHEN YOU ARE READY.  
<big>{{smallcaps|Part II: The Vamp: Spaghetti western guitars & an impatient punk drummer}}</big><br>{{drop|W|e open on}} a wide empty dustbowl, a kerrang of spaghetti western guitars and the rollercoaster clunges down into the abyss. Now the drummer, Burke, sets the pace, pulling frantically at the beat, a brisk four-on-the-floor stomp, hauling the band along at 135 — you ''know'' he’d go 150 if they’d only get a leg on — just two measures in and he’s given up on the quarter notes and is ''impatiently drumming his fingers'' with sarcastic hi-hat triplets as if to say, NO RUSH GUYS JUST WHEN YOU ARE READY.  


They cycle around the intro vamp. Second go-round, those hi-hat triplets are louder, the snare-stomp more strident — thje Drummer, Burke, is like come ''on'', man, we haven’t got all ''day'' don’t you know there’s a sweaty cataclysm going down?  
They cycle around the intro vamp. Second go-round, those hi-hat triplets are louder, the snare-stomp more strident — CLEM Burke, is like come ''on'', man, we haven’t got all ''day'' don’t you know there’s a sweaty cataclysm going down?  


But Stein and Infante and their cool-hand Ennio Morricone guitars ''will not be rushed''. Their vibe is dreamy double-tracked twang and you know that this is James Calvin Willsey learned everything he knew, God rest him.
But Stein and Infante and their cool-hand Ennio Morricone guitars ''will not be rushed''. Their vibe is dreamy double-tracked twang and you know that this is James Calvin Willsey learned everything he knew, God rest him.
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Atomic.
Atomic.


Destri’s keyboard is reaching up, augmenting, yearning for something beautiful as if he can see it just above the grate
{{Sa}}
 
*[[What is it about...?]]
off on the rollercoaster
 
Tempo and that drum beat
 
Bass solo
 
A flanging denuded perfect fifth, neither major nor minor, a sequenced beat, and Nigel Robinson
 
The bass
The arps
The Ennio Morricone guitar
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