I’d have to listen to the whole album to see whether I agree, but as someone who spent half of his high school years reading the brilliant musical analysis in Musician and Rolling Stone magazines, it’s nice to read something like Stephen Thomas Erlewine’s essay on Queens of the Stone Age’s Songs for the Deaf.
Side note: Between this and a couple of Primus reviews at AllMusic.com, I’m convinced that King Crimson exists only for the purposes of being listed as an influence. Yes, I like my fair share of progressive rock, and I’m a fan of a couple of Crimson songs. But basically, they stink. They’re the kind of music you listen to in high school to act like you’re cooler than everyone else because no one else can bear to listen to it. (OK, the kind of music I listened to …)