This reeks of being from Los Angeles. The cover art is an ass. Let’s see. Nope. New York City. Well, this review is off to a great start. I’m already grasping at straws here because there isn’t much for me to write about. This album seems uninspired and reminds me of Bettie Serveert’s later efforts, after Carol van Dyk’s voice was shot from all those cigarettes.
The musical accompaniment is your standard rock-and-roll fare, getting slightly upbeat in “Money.” This is an enjoyable track and stands out from the rest. “Don’t to Do” is a Ting Tings reject with bass that belongs in a Cars song. Actually it comes together alright, but it’s not very inspiring.
“Just a Friend” is a Biz Markie cover, although they butcher the lyrics here and there. Most importantly, they never say “oh, snap!” which for most Americans was the first time they ever heard the phrase. Any good rendition of “Just a Friend” is measured on the strength of “oh, snap!” At any rate, this version is a ballad and could be what breaks her. Generation Y thinks this song is a classic, and they will be all over this like Alien Ant Farm’s cover of “Smooth Criminal.”
Otherwise, this album gives me little reason to care. Maybe if you’re into that Velvet Underground sound.
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