So I spent a good bit of Saturday night at my local Virgin Megastore: they have enough sets of headphones for CD test-drives that I like to use the place late at night as my listening library. Didn't buy anything for myself but I thought I'd let y'all know what I heard:
Eisley, Room Noises. Whimsical, keyboard-centric pop nuggets that are as influenced by the Cowsills as anything contemporary (they're also a family band of kiddies). I would have bought it except that the lead vocalist's voice grated on me after a while: she sounds a lot like the singers of Sixpence None The Richer and the Cardigans, and I can't really take an entire CD of a relentless "girlie" voice. (I need my female vocalists to be stentorian or domineering like Grace, Dusty and Cass to last an entire CD.)
Vanessa Williams, Everlasting Love. A covers CD of '70s soft-soul chestnuts, tediously if tastefully recorded. Quiet storm radio stations will love this, and no one else will.
Arcade Fire, Funeral. I wanted to love this CD. It's been recommended to me by at least three friends whose musical tastes I share, one of whom described it as the new generation's Talking Heads. Oh, do I wish I could have heard that. They're ambitious and diverse-sounding, traits I love in young'uns, but I had trouble hearing the *songs* in their songs. I'm sure I'll give this another try but it didn't make a great first impact.
Tina Turner, "Open Arms." One of the new songs on her latest greatest-hits comp. When did it become 1988 again? Stunning that this charted anywhere; Miss Tina's voice sounds great but the material is hopelessly dated.