The album has no grand vision. It is simply, as the title suggests, a collection of 12 songs. The instrumentation is pretty bare-bones. Several of these songs had been recorded previously by other artists (today’s SOTD, for example, was released as a Fats Domino track before Newman offered up his own version).
Jess Greenberg is a very talented guitarist and vocalist who has opted to call attention to her music by putting her ample bosom on display. It seems to have worked, as all of her clips are at or above the 1 million view mark.
So to buy myself some time, I’m resorting to an old standby… attractive women covering Bob Dylan songs. This is the gift that YouTube keeps giving.
One point I forgot to make in yesterday’s Oscar post… I hate that the Academy passed up their best chance to honor two of America’s most talented and unique auteurs — Wes Anderson and Richard Linklater.
A Best Screenplay Oscar for the former and Best Director Oscar for the latter were so tantalizingly possible. And given the alchemy of luck and timing involved in winning an Academy Award, it’s quite possible neither will ever be that close to the prize again.
The reviews are in on the 87th Academy Awards telecast, and it ain’t pretty. Neil Patrick Harris is receiving the worst reviews of his rather charmed career and the show’s ratings dropped 6 million from the previous year, when Ellen DeGeneres snapped her famous selfie.
That controversy died down pretty quickly, though, as people realized how friggin’ good the song was, and what a talented dancer little Maddie Ziegler was. It clearly wasn’t a stunt but a real work of art on both of their parts.
Much of this album is bogged down by silly accents and cartoonish violence even more cartoonish than the violence on Eminem’s best albums. But a few tracks aim for something deeper.