always viewed this band as a rip wrapped in a gimmick. I beseech anyone to play
a song off this CD for a layman side-by-side with something off Soft Bulletin,
and watch as your test subject assumes both came from the same album. Their gimmick
is the 40 colorfully robed hippies, whose presence doesn't exactly translate to
CD. On stage, they're a "look-at-the-freaks" oddity. Fact is, they'd
be more effective (and make more money individually) if they downsized to a 5-piece
with backing tracks.
said, this is a pretty, though rather vapid, headphones snoozer chock full o'
uplifting, over-the-top, made-for Broadway ravers with lots of "keep hanging
on" platitudes. And while at times I admit to finding myself standing tall
and looking toward the East, beating my breast, while listening to stuff like
"Section 17 (Suitcase Calling)," I'm more apt to hit the forward button
past the 8-and-a-half-minute song suite to something a little less dressy, but
instead I run into a 10-minute plus opus that basically does the same thing again.
And again. After awhile anyone is going to get tired of the pretty chord progressions
accompanied w/choir and bells. As satisfying as a box of frosted Twinkies.
Posted Sept. 23,
2004. Copyright © 2004 Tim McMahan. All rights reserved.
gimmick is the 40 colorfully robed hippies, whose presence doesn't exactly translate