Problem #1, there's never a set of "all stars" that appeals to everyone. Especially in a case like this, where the idea is to get EVERY demographic involved, including country, soul and jazz. There's still the "album mentality" that people are going to buy the whole thing just for a few tracks. (The reality is people are, at best, going to cherry pick and buy a few things on iTunes or just steal it all on a torrent or a hypocritical "I'm helping the musicians" post from Zinfuck the Senile Nazi).
"The Art of McCartney" neglects the truth: many of his solo albums are totally disposable, and even his "great" songs aren't all that great. "Band on the Run" might have a nice melody; the lyrics suck.
The jerk who "produced" this, seemed to want to stick with solo tracks, but some of the artists preferred Paul's Beatle stuff. Are we now claiming that John had nothing to do with "Long and Winding Road," "Things We Said Today," "Let It Be," "Drive My Car," "Eleanor Rigby" or "Lady Madonna?" OK. We'll give him the benefit of re-writing history. That said, who wants to hear that shit all over again, from assholes?
"Things We Said Today" from Bob Dylan is a novelty. So is "Eleanor Rigby" from Alice Cooper (who is going to listen to that one twice?)
The rest? Tragedy. Billy Joel has TWO cuts. Do we even need to hear 'em? We can predict how "Live and Let Die" and "Maybe I'm Amazed" will sound. Likewise, let's not expect anything novel from Sammy Hagar doing "Birthday" or Jeffy Lynne doing "Junk" or, Christ, "When I'm Sixty Four" by the last Bee Gee standing. "Helter Skelter" from Daltrey? "Helen Wheels" from whatever's left of Def Leppard? Yer killin' me.
How blatantly commercial is "My Love" from Harry Connick Jr. And how did such totally mediocre shits like Owl City, Perry Farrell, Airborne Toxic Event and Peter, Bjorn & John get in here? Oh, right, gotta have something for the kiddies, or something. Why anyone wants to drag Brian Wilson out of his coffin, I don't know. I've hated this asshole AND the Beach Boys ever since I first encountered a fat blob called the Dutch Douche. I can't even think of them without a mental image of a fat bearded baby bawling over not being in Cal E. Fornia to rub suntan oil on those boys' rumps.
There have been so many "tribute" albums done on The Beatles, and so many bloggers cobbling together download files loaded with cover versions. "Lady Madonna" from Allen Toussaint? I heard Fats Domino's version years ago. "Drive My Car" by Dion? WHY?
That fucking YUSUF crawling out of his mosque to soil "The Long and Winding Road."
And is anyone ever going to do "Come and Get It" better than Badfinger?
Ooof. The Holiday Season is upon us. To hear Heart farting "Letting Go" and "Band on the Run..." it would be more interesting to see those old sisters letting go with the runs.
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