Art, for art’s sake. That is quite obviously the mantra at work here. Anyone who feels compelled to create an album as a tribute to and celebration of the life and works of someone as cultish and captivating as Nico has their heart in the right place. In a world where it would seem that a single isn’t written or an album conceived before a group of backroom boys, producers, marketing types, and PR gurus have approved its release, such an album as this latest one from Chris Connelly seems refreshing and increasingly vital…

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