Striving always to encourage full and frank discussion, and following the proud Atlantic motto "of no party or clique," I give you this (fairly representative) response to my recent mention of Nataly Dawn and Pomplamoose.
To: James Fallows
From: xxx xxxx
Subject: hate Pomplamoose. they're terrible. and that's not an opinion, it's a fact
that version of "September" is cowardly and pitiful. at first it sounds like they're really gonna do something with the song -- they change the harmony a bit. but then they chicken out, leave the chords unchanged, and just end up making you wish you were listening to EWF.
her singing is anemic, and there's no drive or urgency to anything they do. it's like sweatpants in Seinfeld -- it's music for people who have given up. you haven't given up, have you? no, you haven't!... so try this instead:
OK, I actually like Van Hunt, and I'm interested in the way the beginning of this number reminds me of Pup Tent by Luna in the 90s -- which itself is better than I remembered; but I see only peril and heartache ahead if I dig myself in any deeper on this topic. So here endeth the music blogging for the year. (Except to mention that I felt general and unaccustomed boomer-era pride in hearing the way that Fleetwood Mac's Tusk was used in the pilot of The Americans a week ago. Ok, here endeth for real.)