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...surest sign that Peck has little to say is evident in his tendency to repeat boring phrases over and over again in his tunes. On the banal folk-rock tune "Any Way I Can," he actually sings the words "Any Way I Can" 15 times in a row. Peck then sings, "Yes I pay my dues/get drunk and sing the blues/have nothing left to lose." It is obvious that Peck has not fully paid his dues yet, nor has he really played the blues. If he truly has nothing left to lose, then all of his talent has disappeared with...
Bargainville opens with the catchy tune, River Valley." The strumming guitar rhythms provide the foundation, and the meaty, complex vocal harmonies coast along above as a cushion for the solid pop vocal of lead singer Mike Ford. The lyrics are a bit on the trite side, as Ford sings, "Me and Pete went swimming last night/ he's my friend from Boy Scouts/All the fish were floating uptight/we got scared and we got out... Who will save the river valley?" Yes, it borders on ecoconsciousness-raising music, but these guys do not take themselves that seriously. There is a naivete...
...Africa as an alternative to the chaos of the ghetto -- and was hailed for offering creative alternatives to standard treatment. Eric Adams, president of New York City's black police organization, the Guardians, says, "Many of our leaders don't have any solutions. We'd rather march and sing. The brother is saying, 'Let's do for ourselves...
...stretched out in "Don't you ever wanna know?" that sticks in my head for hours. In "Poison Arrows Shot at Heroes," it's the way the title line of the song falls by seven notes or so in less time than it normally takes to say, let alone sing, those syllables: having fallen so far, so fast the song immediately recovers its balance by landing on a stabilizing one-repeated-note bass-line. The songs can be, have to be, so simple because most of them have a central riff that takes over your auditory memory all by itself...
...those artists seem to be operating as the jaded end of anything: Slant 6 songs, in all their compactness, open out into a new world of energy and experience, sort of the way Buzzcocks song did, and the way only few current pop bands in which the men sing the songs still do. (Exceptions: Sleepyhead and Small Factory. That's about it.) It's possible to ignore all the gender stuff and just enjoy the record--that's what I'm doing, two out of three times I listen to it. But it's also possible to appreciate this...