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The Bullz-Eye Hi-Fi – new music reviews recap

Hi again, dear readers. Yours trly here once again to announce yet another new feature debuting on ESDMusic this week. I call it the “Bullz-Eye Hi-Fi.” Here I will be bringing you all the latest links to our weekly music reviews. If you need a refresher course on where you can find the main vein for most everything music-related on Bullz-Eye.com, then head over this way, but in the meantime, here’s what the stylus is finding its groove in this week on B-E:

Bauhaus – Go Away White – I check out the new and final Bauhaus disc. Was it worth the wait? Can it possibly live up to expectations?

Jeff Giles serves up three reviews this week, covering Alex Nackman’s Still Life Moves, Richard Julian’s Sunday Morning in Saturday’s Shoes and Paul Thorn’s A Long Way from Tupelo.

Our in-house musical doctor Mojo Flucke is doubling up on the grooves this week , giving his critical opinions on both Marah’s Angels of Destruction and The Raveonettes’ Lust Lust Lust

Black 47’s Iraq is placed under the proverbial microscope by Jim Washington, while our good man Mike Farley weighs in on The Afters’ Never Going Back to OK.

Finally, Mr. Pop Goodness himself, Will Harris takes us on a retro trip for the new release of Michael Jackson’s Thriller: 25th Anniversary Edition.

We also have four new Quick Takes in the hopper, kicking things off with a look at Paddy Casey’s Addicted to Company.

American Idol: Here We Go Again

Last night’s “American Idol” results show was less fluff than usual, more results…but two of the results were surprising, one bordering on shocking, at least to me. That can only mean that those idiots who purposely mess with the voting are at it again (you losers know who you are). Either that, or America is just ignorant.

So first they did some bit on Simon Cowell blatantly flashing the “L” for loser sign to either Ryan Seacrest or various others during the auditions. Whatever…we all know he’s a wiseass.

Then came the ’70s medley, which did one thing in particular…it exposed how bad some of these singers really are.

Okay, on to the results Continue reading »

WTF?! Rewind – Taco


After Eight

Ah, Taco. How you came and went with such a fey flourish! You dominated the singles charts briefly with your synthed-up remake of “Puttin’ on the Ritz” and dared to go the full LP route by also issuing After eight. Seriously, dude. WTF?! Not that I have any room to make too much fun. You see, I bought this album in a record shop at the time it was big (I had already bought the single). Got it and the Atari 2600 cartridge “E.T.” at the same store. Yeah. So maybe you could say I struck out twice that day, but I enjoyed both at the time.

But this album now? It’s just too corny for words. While Taco offers up other cover versions of classics like “Singin’ in the Rain” and “Cheek to Cheek,” the real stomach churners are the tracks he penned himself. “Livin’ in My Dream World,” the original b-side to “Ritz” is bad enough. Taco reminisces about doing the Charleston, enjoying sing-along songs, and dancing on the Milky Way. Yech. If that weren’t enough, then perhaps “Tribute to Tino” in which Taco throws up appallingly bad synths in the faces of his listeners to tell them a tale of silent movie star Rudolph Valentino is. “Fairbanks, Chapman, Barrymore had leading ladies by the score like Tino” croons Taco. “Marie Provost” this is not.

The title track is also pretty abysmal. “After eight, a rendezvous with Kate! / She works late / I’ve had a hard day watching color TV” sings the Tac, trying to inflect as much of a ’30s style mannerism into his voice as he can. Then he tops it even more terribly with “Kate works each day 9 to 5, serving with true dedication / She serves you sodas, and ice creams, and pizzas, and chilis / And burgers, all kinds…and tacos, too…dig it!

So yeah, basically there was “Puttin’ on the Ritz” and that was pretty much it. After Eight remains one of those distinctly ’80s novelty curios, and prices for CD copies of it are ridiculously overpriced. Still, you can nab the album off of iTunes these days. Taco did continue his career after this, but no one cared by the time his second album came out. It seems like the public didn’t need new versions of “Winchester Cathedral” or other pap such as “Opera Rap.” Yeah…”Opera Rap.”

And just to remind you how deeply serious Taco was when it came to puttin’ on his ritz, I’ll leave you with with this image from the back cover of this album:

American Idol: Ladies Night = Crap Night

When Simon Cowell declared Tuesday night that this season’s “American Idol” was David Archuleta’s to lose, he wasn’t joking. Not only did young David out-class every one of the guys, he left every lady in the rear view mirror as well, because for the most part, they did not deliver the goods on Wednesday night. Here is a recap….

THE GOOD

Carly Smithson went first last night, and in the little bit about “what viewers would be surprised to learn,” said she tends bar at an Irish pub in San Diego. I wasn’ t surprised, were you? Anyway, Carly sang Heart’s “Crazy on You,” and for me it was a bit too shouty. But by the end of the night, Carly sure looked good compared to the rest of the field. Randy said it was rough at the start but got better, Paula said Carly is a great singer, and Simon said it was better than last week, and that no other woman in this thing can touch Carly vocally. He may be right.

Brooke White strapped on her guitar and sang Carly Simon’s Continue reading »

American Idol: Should They Just End The Season Now?

Okay, so maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration, but seriously, if you saw David Archuleta on “American Idol” last night, you have to admit the kid is clearly the favorite to win it all. I mean, just, damn. Anyway, there were in fact nine other guys who sang last night, so let’s recap using our usual formula:

THE REALLY GOOD

The theme was ’70s, a decade that had some incredible music. David Archuleta, all 17 years of him, ended the show with John Lennon’s “Imagine.” Even before he took the stage, I was afraid that it was not a good song choice. I mean, it’s a pretty simple tune. But young David gave what was maybe the performance of his life. Before he did though, they showed footage of him singing six years ago in a hotel lobby during Season 1 of the show, to the likes of Kelly Clarkson, who was blown away by an even younger David. You have to think now it’s in the cards or something. Anyway, Randy said it was one of the best vocals ever on the show, Paula said it was “ridiculous,” but in a good way because she started crying, and Simon said David is the “one to beat.” In-freaking-deed.

THE GOOD

It was a night for the Davids of this thing. David Hernandez Continue reading »

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