] NEW YORK (AP) -- People who view Moby as a techno artist
] might be startled upon hearing his new double-disc
] "Hotel."
]
] The crisp guitars, haunting piano and Moby's own warbling
] voice on emotive songs certainly don't fit his image,
] that of a cutting-edge disc jockey using electronic
] wizardry to make alluring dance music.

] -- from his ultraliberal politics ("I think that America
] collectively as a nation has its priorities so screwed
] up," he says adamantly

[ He may be ultraliberal, but how does that quote indicate such? Stupid reporters.

What little there is about the record in this article indicates that *gasp* he's not easy to pigeonhole.

For a short but legitimate review, check out pitchfork [http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/record-reviews/m/moby/hotel.shtml]. They panned it with a 2.4 / 10, which is pretty low even for them :

"Mellencamp isn't a bad point of reference, come to think of it. Hotel strikes the same mood of one-way-street sloganeering, although it's aimed at a sort of coastal blue-state weekend mysticism rather than a Midwest red, farm, etc. And strangely, the author of Buddhism for Dummies anthem 'We Are All Made of Stars' now apparently thinks we are all on about a first-grade level of comprehension. Songs tip off impending choruses like a bad poker player leaning back in his chair when he's got a big hand. Imagery is simple, familiar, and recycled-- rain is used twice, first on 'Raining Again' and reprised on 'Love Should'. And Moby spends a lot of time repeating trite phrases, such as "look at us, we're beautiful." (Twenty-two times in, duh, 'Beautiful'-- counting is less painful than listening.)"

Ouch. -k]