There were myriad reasons fer me to grab this one. Bill McNeal on NewsRadio had the middle name “Evelyn,” but it was pronounced EVE-lyn. One of the shift managers when I worked at Arby’s was named Evelyn, but she pronounced it Eba-LEEN. Naturally blond Filipinas are a trip. And the mother of my first penpal ever (also Filipina — huh) was named “Evelyn,” and she pronounced it the right way. Did I mention they lived on Joel Court? They did! And now they have no cops, because they live in Vallejo.
So at any rate, I was ready to get Jollibee with this record, and what plays before me now is a modern take on Simon & Garfunkel in some places and IBOPA in others. This record is meant to be listened to from beginning to end. It’s an epic in the truest sense — not in the overused slang of today.
But if you’re looking for songs to pick out to listen to and stand up on their own, look no further “Elephant Elephant.” A cross between 8 1/2 Souvenirs and They Might Be Giants, it’s whimsical both with lyrics and musical accompaniment. It’s fun enough that I would like to take a redneck, tie him to a chair and play this song for him. Absolute torture, it would be to him.
If you want something folksier, listen to the title track or “You Only Want Me ‘Cause You Want My Sister.” The obligatory cover? “Love Will Tear Us Apart.” All in all, you can’t go wrong with this one.
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