Posts Tagged "review"
KaiserCartel at Eddie’s Attic
It’s always interesting to watch musicians perform for an audience that may not necessarily be fans, or even familiar, with the music being played. No matter how winsome the musicians’ personalities are, cute banter in between songs can’t mask when a band just doesn’t have it. The disconnect is tangible; it’s awkward. The players know this, and the people watching them suddenly retreat to a restroom break, a text, or step out for a smoke. Sometimes avoiding something is better than trying to fake enjoyment. I’ll go further to say that musicians who sound amazing on record (I’m talking real musicians, not auto-tuned...
Read MoreMarina and the Diamonds – The Family Jewels
Last year, if you were in Britain, it was Little Boots and La Roux. Female-fronted Electro-pop was hitting the forefront of British music with a vengeance and anyone with a casio and drum machine was being hailed as the next big thing. And compared to the schlock the U.S. was turning out at the time, it’s no surprise why an entire country looked inward when it came to fostering and cultivating new talent. A year later and things haven’t shifted much. While the States are dealing with the Black Eyed Peas and those pesky Glee kids, Welsh singer-songwriter Marina Lambrini Diamandis is getting ready to unleash one helluva debut CD upon the British...
Read MoreShakespears Sister – Songs From the Red Room
Siobhan Fahey should not be a pop star. Hell, she also shouldn’t be a rock star, song writer, trendsetter, or anything for that matter which is presented or sold to the public. On paper this makes good sense. Reedy, thin voice? Check. Songs full of bitterness and bile? Check. Prolific career? Not so much. Public Interest? Meh. Strong, hook laden, self penned songs? Sometimes. Yet for some reason, her personae endures… In fact, the thing about Siobhan is how much she gets right when nothing, no, NOTHING, in her post-banana-fana-fo-fana career has come across as easy. Shakespears Sister started off with a thud of an album, Sacred Heart,...
Read MoreBananarama – Viva
Bananarama has always represented this sort of invisible line I crossed when I was 12 years old. Having just been given my first CD player, I sold my Game Boy (the first one – without color) and took 80 bucks to the record store in East Aurora, New York and there, peeking out from over the gray display rack, was a hot shiny copy of Pop Life. Granted, we were already closing in on a decade since the Ramas had started chucking their banana peels at the police, and by pop standards, may have at that point been considered a bit “long in the tooth” since they weren’t exactly setting U.S. charts on fire save for Venus a few years earlier. But I...
Read MoreMatt Alber – Hide Nothing
I can’t believe this was in Time Magazine online, but I was reading an article from June, 2008 about music and if there were discernible differences between homo and heterosexual music (http://www.time.com/time/arts/article/0,8599,1816760,00.html) After I put my head back on and wiped up the drool of disbelief that had fallen out of my mouth (because it was wide open, you see), I wanted to, pardon the pun, set the record straight. First off, is anyone that stupid as to think there is a difference between the two? We don’t hear people asking if Black music is different than White music (especially not in Time Magazine), and we don’t ask a song how it...
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