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I listened waiting for one moment of actual music. Instead: four separate demos playing over each other, screaming about royalties, a drum solo that's literally just sirens. It's the most honest thing any of them has ever made.
Dave Matthews, Miles Davis & John Coltrane +2 more
June 27, 2026
The supergroup curse is real, but this one sidesteps it by refusing to play it safe—three minutes in, they're already arguing about which tradition to demolish next. You can feel them having more fun than is probably allowed.
Johnny Marr, Tom Waits & Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart +4 more
June 25, 2026
Nobody needed this to work but it does—three tracks in you realize they're not here to prove anything, just play together, and that's somehow the most punk move of the year.
I went in cynical—supergroups are usually ego autopsies. Instead I got three arguments happening at once, all of them right, and somehow "Peggy Sue Gets Liquidized" became my favorite song about Texan chaos. The curse is broken.
Everyone said the supergroup curse was real until track three, when Geddy's bass line walks in like he's been waiting forty years to play this exact song with these exact people. Suddenly the hype doesn't feel stupid anymore.
Everyone's terrified of the supergroup curse, but this actually *works*—Clarkson's pop muscle meets genuine goth-rock chops. "Silhouette Protocol" alone is worth the hype. The discourse was right for once.