Remember that part in the Mr. Bean movie when Willem Dafoe debuts that self-fellating art house movie that nobody enjoys? It wasn't enough for this to be another instance of meandering nyquil-core from the late 60's. Everything about this album just screams insincere and trying too hard to appear artsy. My listening experience was already bad enough and I don't like to think this way about something since it feels anti-art to just dismiss something in such a way but I really cannot shake the douchey vibe this album gave me. 'I Will Laugh in Your Face', that's probably what they were thinking when they saw people giving this crap praise in retrospect since apparently people had the right idea initially and crapped on this album. What is the importance of keeping this on the 1001? So I can know The Bee Gees were dogshit when they weren't making disco tunes?