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My appreciation of this album is surely not what was intended.
There is, however, something gratifying in singing along to it
in my best Elmer Fuddian-baritone-in-drag-mock-cabaret
style. It, like much of this album, is utterly silly and I would
truly be aghast to learn that someone actually took it seriously.
But serious it probably is, and Nicki Jaine's fans undoubtedly
will despise my giggly hysteria over her mild speech impediment.
But honestly, how can you not crack up laughing when you here
lines like:
"-and that's the sound of giwls bweaking." or "-and
I hope you go to wiv in Antawctica"
I can't recall it at this time, but there was another line
as well in which there were five or six words in a row with
multiple r's and l's which reminded me of Michael Palin
saying: "Thwow that Jewish wapscawion to the gwound!"
Now, it isn't as though her r's and l's are the primary cause
for my amusement. This album is so unapologetically gothic and
"dashed your broken body on the rocks at the bottom of
the Cliffs of Dover" morose, that it has ventured full
tilt boogie into the realm of self parody. The fact that I can
fully visualize Mr. Palin in drag singing it is merely icing
on the cake. Pile on the hammered acoustic guitar Sturm und
Drang consisting of possibly two chords and the whole act turns
into a Saturday Night Live skit.
I'm not sure how Nicki Jaine looking like a dead ringer for a
young, raven-haired Streisand figures into the mix, but
I'm sure there's an angle to work in there somewhere. If she remade
"Funny Girl", it would be absolutely unreal.
Um, and probably "to die for."
-JD
Track Listing:
1. sound of girls
2. pretty faces
3. should have known
4. pigeon named crow
5. amsterdam
6. animals crawling
7. octopi
8. antarctica
9. disaster, you're beautiful
10. untitled
11. one more show
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