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...there has always been crossover. In 1958 Dean Martin scored a hit with the Italian tune Volare; in 1967 Frank Sinatra recorded an album of songs by Brazilian composer Antonio Carlos (Tom) Jobim. Elvis Presley's Can't Help Falling in Love is based on the 18th century French ballad Plaisir d'amour. Such music became world music only when darker-skinned folks sang...
...wrote more than half the songs. Two of them, Love Can't Get Any Better and She Mends Me, hold the promise of a long shelf life. The first is an up-tempo, feel-good song with strong Afro-Cuban percussion rhythms. The latter is a haunting ballad about a man who has lost himself in a painful breakup--a perfect vehicle to show off Anthony's technical and emotional range...
...first listen, the rock band RaHoWa's song When America Goes Down sounds like any bad hard-core-rock ballad. The lyrics are cheesy high school poetry: "Will our 'twained lives split asunder?/ Will our love submerge and drown?" The vocals are often mumbled and atonal. And the instrumentals have all the professionalism of a Wayne's World guitar riff. But it's not every love song that features verses in which a man assures his beloved that "the color of our skin" will become "our uniform of war"--or every rock group whose name is short for Racial Holy...
...always tell them I have no idea," she says. "Because my parents have taken me back and forth ever since I was a baby." Her father Teruzane Utada is a producer and musician who now runs her management company. Her mother Keiko Fuji was a popular enka (Japanese ballad singer) in the 1970s who broke her fans' hearts by giving up her career and moving to the U.S. to find a little peace. ("I don't sing anymore," is all Fuji says now, smiling.) Hikaru says she got her start when she followed her parents into the studio and began...
...nothing else, Thornton at least has considerable experience going for him as a songwriter. But he squanders it all in a profound humorlessness. "Angelina," a solemn ballad presumably inspired by life with Lara Croft, is laughably square in its approach to romance. Chorus: "Angelina/ Can you feel it?/ Watch the angels as they're dancing up above/ Angelina/ What's come between us?/ Could it be the magic and the mystery of love?" "Dark and Mad," and "Your Blue Shadow," dour ruminations set to plodding country, do little to improve the situation. The sense Thornton gives the listener is that...