November 10, 2006

donde la musica?

let's talk about music, shall we? let's take gwen stefani. just a girl. just a girl that is NOTHING without her band.

example:


what the fuck is this?! who in their right mind told gwen it was okay to steal channel the essence of julie andrews in the sound of music ?? was it your manager, gwen? your publicist? your record label?! whoever is responsible for this should be handed a pink slip. immediately. come to think of it, the fact that gwen has a second solo album altogether is a crime. i'm not gonna lie, i was totally excited to buy Love. Angel. Music. Baby. but i will also be the first to admit that it was not a good album. hollaback girl? despite popular opinion, that was NOT a good song. infectious? absolutely. but it must be noted that "infectious" doesn't exactly have the best connotation. and i'm pretty sure if gwen didn't have pharrell williams on her side, she wouldn't have had a product so easily marketable.

oh gwen. gwenny gwen gwen. stop obsessing over gavin (it makes us uncomfortable. you're married to the guy. you won. now let it go) hire a babysitter for little Kingston, go find Adrian, Tony, Tom and maybe a couple of those trumpet players and give us spiderwebs ! i wouldn't even mind listening to underneath it all for the seven hundreth thousand time if that meant you would stop making solo albums.

let's shift from solo albums to sophomore albums. oh the dreaded sophomore album. let's first talk about two of my favorite albums ever:
Fever to Tell by The Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Get Lifted by John Legend.

both are albums that i totally respect in the fact they are the kind of albums you can just listen to all the way through. in fact, they're the kind of albums you prefer to listen to all the way through. i'm not sure what it is--maybe the way the songs flow together, maybe because you can't turn it off, you're totally used to listening to one song come after another--whatever the reason, they're great albums. both have an eccletic mix of songs and can put you in a mood. you know how music can do that? it can get you pumped up, or make you feel sexy or make you feel sad or just do something to make you feel...

well let's consider the follow-ups to both of these albums.
Show Your Bones--"Gold Lion": kind of slow...like someone sucked the life out of Karen O. the Karen O. screeching is the only catchiness in the song and even that sounds half assed. i'll admit, i do like the song but the first single is awfully safe for the follow up to an album that didn't take the safe road whatsoever. "Cheated Hearts"? Good song. Good song that could have easily been done exactly the same by Ms Gwen. And "Dudley"? i have absolutely nothing nice to say about that song? what ever happened to "No No No", "Black Tongue" and "Date With the Night"?? This is just a safe album full of Maps.

now i want to move on to John Legend's Once Again but to be completely honest, i've only listened to it all the way through a couple times. i really like the first single "Save Room" but the album seems to also be cursed by taking the safe route. out of fairness and love for John, i will wait to tear apart review this album after i become more familiar with it.

other (major label) sophomore slumps i look forward to shitting on*:
Fall Out Boy
Gnarls Barkley
Damien Rice

*take note that i plan on verbally attacking these albums not because i'm a hater but because i LOVED their debuts and i only hope that they prove me wrong.

this concludes my pitiful friday night. i'm gonna have another drink, smoke another cig and probably pass out only to be awaken at precisely at 9am--when the sun comes POURING through my window to violate whatever anti-sun bodily function it is that keeps me sleeping.

tomorrow i start my new work-out regime because the curse of the cubicle is causing me to gain weight in places that i never thought would get fat. erg!

~SCO

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