7 Hank Shteamer, Time Out New York
From Chuck Klosterman's review (1):
Reviewing Chinese Democracy is not like reviewing music. It's more like reviewing a unicorn. Should I primarily be blown away that it exists at all? Am I supposed to compare it to conventional horses? To a rhinoceros? Does its pre-existing mythology impact its actual value, or must it be examined inside a cultural vacuum, as if this creature is no more (or less) special than the remainder of the animal kingdom?Is this really what Klosterman would be thinking if he saw a unicorn (as I believe he has)? If you suddenly found yourself face to face with a unicorn, if he or she or it stepped out of the woods to meet you, or locked eyes with you from behind a distant waterfall and flew to you, this would almost certainly happen in slow motion, and you would know that the unicorn was a sort of message from the universe, a confession of an unspeakable beauty. I suspect that Klosterman’s choice of the unicorn is not arbitrary, and that when listening to Chinese Democracy he finds himself confronted with beings much like unicorns, with rainbows and all, and that although the codes of his profession require him to hide it behind a pose of philosophical detachment, this music is sort of like the universe singing to him
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