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trainspotting numerologist jerk-off Tool-nerd (and that accounts for 100% of Tool fans)
Rosetta Stoned manages to sneak in some of Tool’s beloved po-faced scatological humor amid a tale of some loser who does too many drugs and thinks for a split second that his life has meaning, but then it escapes his addled mind (sound familiar, Tool fans?).
Imagine my immense pleasure when my hard rock album was interrupted— no, that’s too harsh a word— when my hard rock album was magnificently bolstered by exactly the sort of stupid ****ing crap I might hear on some grocery store counter impulse buy CD of New Age chanting bull****! Bravo! I can have my cake and eat it too, and while I eat my cake I can listen to some total crap!
his is not to mention the three-minute intro to Rosetta Stoned; that clearly doesn’t count as filler, since it’s an integral part of the song, right? I mean, you might ask “what could possibly make an already lengthy and overwrought song even better?” Obviously, the answer is to make the sum’***** longer! Just slap on a vacuous three minutes of guitar feedback and a couple of menacing chords, and viola: epic.
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