When talking about the 1984 "rockumentary" This is Spinal Tap, there are two camps of people: the ones who get it and ones who think it is some ridiculous ****. I happen to be of the former group. God bless Rob Reiner, Michael McKean, Chistopher Guest and Co. for so deftly channeling the very worst tropes and pretentions of rock 'n' roll into an air-tight satire about a band on the downswing. In that spirit, check out the latest piece I wrote for Consequence of Sound in honor of this June's reissue of the This Is Spinal Tap soundtrack on vinyl, encased in soulless black packaging.
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