Blurring the Lines

Like motorcycles, Blur is not for everyone. Folks who cling to convention should consider this review a "Dangerous Curves Ahead" sign and veer right at the fork. Band interviews and photo-essay text must be teased from twisting, blocked, and bloopy typefaces, or pulled from emotionally charged visuals. Ads are virtually indistinguishable from editorial. It's Ray Gun on steroids. Good steroids. Get a subscription and accelerate into the curve!

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