The set-to-be-insane sophomore effort of The Mars Volta, set to be released on March 1st.
Oddly enough, Frances of Rome is the patron saint of widows. Her feast day is March 9th, which I think would be a much more fitting day for release of the album.
Probably the best Album to come out in 2005 this year. The Mars Volta push the limits of prog rock with this album. Focusing their album more on song length, TMV did something very unique with this album. Basically having one whole song cut up into sections.
Frances the Mute is like a wave of electronic pulse riveting sensation that electrifies the body in a current of complex riffs, collaborations of several different arts of music, along with compassionate vocals, compressing this album into one harmonic sequence of greatness. The Mars Volta are pushing all the limits of Progressive Rock Music.
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)