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Nautilus Live at King Georg Review: If you're looking for an album that will take you on a sonic journey through the depths of the ocean, then Nautilus Live at King George is not it.
This mind-bogglingly boring live recording manages to suck the life out of even the most hardened jazz aficionados.
From the moment the first notes echo through the venue, you can practically feel the enthusiasm draining out of the room.
The band members seem to be going through the motions, like a group of tired office workers clocking in for another day at the grind.
The saxophonist's solos are lacklustre at best, sounding more like a sad walrus honking for attention than a seasoned musician.
The rhythm section plods along with all the excitement of a metronome ticking its way through a never-ending practice session.
Even the audience, usually a reliable source of energy at live shows, seems to be in a collective stupor, barely mustering a polite clap after each lacklustre number.
By the time the last track fades out, you'll find yourself wondering if you somehow fell into a parallel universe where music is devoid of passion, energy, and, well, music.
In conclusion, Nautilus Live at King Georg is a snoozefest of epic proportions.
Do yourself a favour and skip this one.
Trust me, your ears will thank you.
This mind-bogglingly boring live recording manages to suck the life out of even the most hardened jazz aficionados.
From the moment the first notes echo through the venue, you can practically feel the enthusiasm draining out of the room.
The band members seem to be going through the motions, like a group of tired office workers clocking in for another day at the grind.
The saxophonist's solos are lacklustre at best, sounding more like a sad walrus honking for attention than a seasoned musician.
The rhythm section plods along with all the excitement of a metronome ticking its way through a never-ending practice session.
Even the audience, usually a reliable source of energy at live shows, seems to be in a collective stupor, barely mustering a polite clap after each lacklustre number.
By the time the last track fades out, you'll find yourself wondering if you somehow fell into a parallel universe where music is devoid of passion, energy, and, well, music.
In conclusion, Nautilus Live at King Georg is a snoozefest of epic proportions.
Do yourself a favour and skip this one.
Trust me, your ears will thank you.