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Last weekend was busy. In fact, if I were to describe last weekend as a music critic would describe a new album, the review might sound something like this:

After thorough review of the music wrought within Mr. Tony's album, I have come to the following unadulterated conclusion.

The variety of songs within it is a welcome departure from said musician's previous albums. Whereas the tired style he displays in most of those albums has led to the inevitable drop in sales and popularity we've seen over the past years, this particular album demonstrated a nuanced use of familiar instruments as a few of the old musicians returned to contribute novel rhythms. Among the new songs that caught the attention of this critic were the songs "Let's Get Those Taxes On," "Do Yard Work, Son," and "I Get by With a Little Moving Help from My Friend."

Lest we assume that all the finest songs are found in the album's beginning, the latter songs did not disappoint, either. This was especially true of "Church Bells a-Ringin'," "Stuck in Old Starbucks Again," and the grand finale of them all, "Teacher Conference Tango," with a special hidden track that could be found after the listener believes the album is finished.

All in all, Mr. Tony's newest album will be one of his finest, a boon to a musician whose more recent works had all but reversed the popularity he found in his acoustic solos. This critic hopes we will see more like them, albeit with a little less unnecessary drive.

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