Malcolm Mclaren - Paris Sept [HD]

On Paris, Mclaren has nothing to hide behind -- the musicians fade into the background, since the record is essentially a love letter to Paris. And what a love letter! McLaren’s overwrought prose is filled with bad rhymes and awkward imagery, making him sound like a lecherous old man, and the music doesn’t help to remove that picture. Instead, the heavily orchestrated cabaret jazz backdrops tend to accentuate the sleaziness of McLaren’s words. And that’s what makes the record perversely fascinating: every element is so poorly conceived and executed that the entire thing appears to be an intentional joke.