Word: singalongs
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Where are Sting's contagious melodic hooks? The best Police songs--and there are countless best Police songs--stimulate the mind a bit as they ensnare you with danceable rhythms and singalong-able choruses. Most of the Blue Turtle tunes sit on the turntable self-satisfied, making little effort to ensnare. These tunes have the same tempered, careful energy level of most of Synchronicity (the last Police I.P), but at least that album contained manic cuts like Synchronicity I and Mother to keep everything out of a too-even kilter. Surely the musical dexterity and spontaneity of Sting...
Karaoke units are finding their way into other arenas. Some small churches employ them to give choirs a more inspiring sound. Emotionally disturbed children at the University of Nebraska's Psychiatric Institute work out problems by creating commercials and playing deejay with Starmakers. At Songmasters' Graceland Recording Studio & Singalong Shop, across the street from Elvis Presley's Memphis mansion, the machines have become as much a part of the scene as the "King's" aging groupies, who tape their versions of Elvis' hits on them. Finished tapes cost $9.95 a song. Owner Gary Hardy woos reluctant patrons with...
...times where Ian doesn't outweigh Mick, and Mick doesn't outweigh Ian, we see What Might Have Been. "Central Park N West" is classic Hunter nonsense, and "(We Don't Want no) Gun Control" is an excellent, and singalong, riveting, sarcastic attack on the NRA. It's a shame that Hunter can't tell the difference between singing about handguns and old records; maybe a continued association with the Clash will push him toward musical complexity and moral integrity...
...intricate, personal Anglo-Jamaican Salsa, all highly listenable, never dull. You can't listen passively--they shake a finger at you and say "Get a job!" or ask you "Dying to become a man? Well, I am your flag!". They mix the deadly earnestness of Elvis Costello with the singalong fun of the Beach Boys. It doesn't matter if you "hate new wave," or you "hate reggae"; you'll like this. No one can make warnings of Armageddon or attacks on commercialism ("Freedom's just a new deoderant"; "They're all out to get you") so enjoyable...