A Thousand Dreams (Pope Music)
by Chris Adams
A thousand dreams, huh? Uh-uh. If this piece of shit were accurately titled, it’d be called Fourteen Nightmares. Better yet, Fourteen Three-to-Five Minute Sub-Tori Amos “Watch My Criminally Misunderstood Heart Bleed All Over the Piano While I Whine Along In A Most Laughable Fashion” Nightmares. Now that’d be truth in advertising. If you like this subhuman, pseudo-passionate quasi-Lion King-soundtrack insult of an album, you are, beyond doubt, a nosepicking virgin with bad skin, halitosis, and imaginary friends. Or you’re Lori Lieberman. Either way, you’re fucked.