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Autogeddon

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This is the first Cope CD I bought and it opened my eyes and is still my favorite. His angry violent tripped out, yet brilliant vibe fills the CD throughout. From ranting rages to humor tinged comments on the impossibility of living outside of where you live. He takes car culture out back for a good flogging but admits "There ain't no gettin' 'round gettin' 'round"

This is the album Psychic TV should have made.

Mention should also be made of Thighpaulsandra's excellent synths and production. His hand is apparant in the lushness of the overall sound and the brilliance of the synthesizer work (it was his connection that got me to buy this record in the first place). I think the 3 records he worked on are the best produced of what I've heard by JC.

This album may just blow your mind and tune you into a Head Heritage you never suspected was there.

It is not as strange as Cope's more recent projects, as there are the project that I cannot name, but the albumname is Metal Ambient and the other project, called Queen Elizabeth with that awsome album, but it is there second album, check it out and you'll know what I mean.

Autogeddon is more in line with albums like Jehovakill, Peggy Suicide and 20 Mothers, but, at the other hand, Autogeddon is also NOT in line with the aforementioned albums. Autogeddon is more like sketches of those albums. It's like a notebook. It is as if Cope awakened one night with some need ideas for songs, and he grabbed a guitar and played and sung a bit in a dictaphone so he wouldn't forget what the ideas were in the morning, and it is as if he just published what was on the dictaphone and did not bother anymore 'finishing' the songs.

So what you'll here are not songs, they are IDEAS for songs. And they're great ideas. It's like watching a documentary about how the greatest album of all time was composed, only you'll have to fantasise how the album would have sounded if it WAS finished.

Autogeddon is a good album. It is spontaneaous. It is living. It is in progress. And Cope is nothing short of a genious. Just like Cope is singing in the Archdrude's Roadtrip-part of the Paranormal in the west country-medley: "I love my life; I love it...; if I were Cope I would be rather crazy about my own life too...!

When it comes down to singersongwriters, Mr. cope is without a doubt my favorite. Brilliant lyrics. Even a more brilliant voice. Julian Cope is nothing short of a genius. Autogeddon is if not his best, then at least his most obscure album (even though Jehovakill comes close). It begins a bit folky, but gradually becomes more and more weird and eventually ends up in a space jam with lots of synths and effects. Yep Saint Julian is one of a kind, his closest resemblance being Nick Cave on acid.

I am a certified (certifiable?) Copey drood. This album is a real disappointment & sounds like a lot of lazy demos strung together. It's the least appealing of any of his albums. It's worse than Jehovahkill & 20 Mothers. If you really like his "pop" side try Interpreter instead - that's a great album.

this album certainly is one of my favourite albums. You'll like it. Not that it being one of my favourite albums means anything to you considering you don't know who i am, bye.

Julian Cope has created so many wonderful songs, but he's never "gone album". Cope's imagination and truly fearless musical adventure guarantees that each release will have some highs and often embarassing lows. This CD is just a big low. Only studied (but not excited) fans of obscure 'kraut rock' could even appreciate this, let alone love it. It surely sounds like noone else, but it has maybe two hooks in the entire CD, used not as a chorus or a melody, but as middle-8th breaks. 'Fried' was and is a truly psychedelic pop record - 'Autogeddon' is just free-form jamming. Without direct lyrics (never a Cope quality), or sly accessability, this CD is the only Cope studio album I've traded in. (You'll find many copies at your local used store). Too bizarre to be a disaster, too meandering to be a success.