Posts Tagged ‘Sara Bareilles’

How Bad Can It Be?: Michael Bublé, “Crazy Love”

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Many is the pop star who harbors a dark secret beneath his wholesome façade. Michael Bublé’s is that he is an evil death robot from the future, sent back in time to annihilate mankind.

I’ll admit that I lack ironclad proof of Bublé’s status as a remorseless genocidal automaton, but there is circumstantial evidence aplenty encoded into his — its — latest release, Crazy Love. Careful listening can leave no doubt: This so-called “Bublé” is in fact a B.U.B.L.É. — a Binary-logic Undercover Bio-Life Eliminator, With The Accent On “Eliminator,” an emissary from some dystopian robocratic hell, and if he is not stopped he will bring humanity to extinction by ensuring that no one ever gets laid again.

Perhaps the most frightening aspect of this is the sheer arrogance of the plan. The mechanical entity they’re passing off as a big-band singer isn’t even a particularly convincing AI; performance clips and interviews suggest that the Bublé-creature would not pass the Turing test, let alone the more rigorous Voight-Kampff inventory. And this weakness extends also to the musical component of Bublé’s cover story. Without reading the filenames, compare and contrast these two performances of well-known pop songs. Can you tell which one is being performed by a computer? (more…)

L.A.-Area Benefit Alert: Kelly Buchanan

Last September, the American Society of Composers, Authors, and Publishers (ASCAP) held a benefit in New York City for Kelly Buchanan, an independent singer/songwriter who suffered a traumatic brain injury and has been unable to work or perform since the incident. Headlined by Fountains of Wayne and featuring sets by members of Nada Surf, the Spin Doctors’ Chris Barron, and Measure, the New York event raised money for Buchanan’s medical and living expenses, and was well reviewed by local press and those in attendance.

On August 12, ASCAP will stage another very cool Buchanan benefit, this one at the Troubadour in West Hollywood, CA. Fellow singer-songwriters Glen Phillips (of Toad The Wet Sprocket), Sara Bareilles, Maria Taylor, Lex Land, the Rescues, and Paris Carney will perform at the show, and most sets will include a cover of a song from Buchanan’s fine self-titled fourth album, which she has been unable to promote, due to her injury.

Tickets to this all-ages show are $25 each, and are available via the Troubadour’s Web site. Doors will open at 8:00PM. The Troubadour is located at 9081 Santa Monica Blvd, in West Hollywood.

While you’re at it, head over to Kelly’s Web site and listen to a stream of song samples from Kelly Buchanan. You can order a copy through her site, or download it through iTunes. The record really deserves attention; in addition to the terrible physical effects of Kelly’s injury and the length and uncertainty of her recovery, it’s also a real shame the wonderful music she created has gone largely unheard.

Unsolicited Career Advice for… Jandek

To know the unknowable is one of the great pursuits of sentient beings everywhere.  Has been for as long as there’s been sentient beings.  But to truly know the unknowable (or at least be rendered confused and queasy from it), spend an hour or two listening to and pondering the music of the outsider artist Jandek.  Or, like Uncle Donnie, stumble upon him completely by accident and start writing him harassing memos, offering career advice.  Your call.  – RS

TO: Jandek
FROM: Don Skwatzenschitz
RE: Career Advice

I know who you are, Jandek. Oh, you think you’ve pulled the wool over everyone’s eyes, but I know where you are and where you live and where you’ve made all 55 of your records—every last uncomfortably atonal, virtually indecipherable one of ‘em. How, you might ask? I have friends in the Houston suburbs who had me over for dinner last month while I was in town for the John Basedow Abdominal Exercise Seminar and Chili Cookoff. You might know my friends—Carrie and Tom Milkowitz. As in your next door neighbors Carrie and Tom Milkowitz?

As I sipped my Manhattan on their back deck and watched you pick snap peas from your garden, it occurred to me that you could be so much bigger than you are. I mean, I only knew you from Spin magazine and that documentary done about you a few years back. I’ve only recently started making my way through your voluminous discography (I can only do it while my wife Mitzi is out with her canasta group, or when she’s asleep), and there’s some interesting stuff in there. And by interesting stuff, I mean uncomfortably atonal, virtually indecipherable stuff. But it’s all marketable, if you take my advice and try a couple things: (more…)

Billboarding: 4/21/08

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… In which we take a twice-monthly look at the top ten of one of Billboard magazine’s many singles charts. This week: the Hot 100!


1. Leona Lewis, “Bleeding Love” (J)

Honestly, I’m torn. On the one hand, I honestly believe there’s an art to crafting a heartfelt, yet perfectly inoffensive, midtempo ballad — and if the vocalist can get it across without suffering a melismatic meltdown, so much the better. On the other hand, “Bleeding Love” was co-written by Ryan Tedder, frontman for the terrible OneRepublic, so I’m pretty sure common decency requires me to hate it. Sorry, Leona! I would say “better luck next time,” but I’ve heard the rest of your album, and I know there wouldn’t be any point.


2. Lil Wayne feat. Static Major, “Lollipop” (Universal Motown)

I love “Lollipop,” and let me tell you why: Lil Wayne’s migraine-inducing “singing” here surely represents the final shark-jumping of the vocoder effect that the kids apparently can’t get enough of. It’s barely a song, but if it kills this trend dead, it deserves a Grammy. (more…)