For a moment there’s a funkiness to Gregg Suriano’s music that calls to mind early Prince, but then Suriano starts singing and the word funky seems to entirely disappear from all forms of the English language. The rock, in question, is of course, Him. But there can be no peace for the soul exposed to Suriano’s music. When the accompanying press release suggests that this sounds “like a being trapped in an elevator on your way down to Hell” what chance does a humble critic have at topping that? Maybe by saying it’s like being trapped in an elevator on your way down to hell with someone you really don’t like? The opening song asks the listener where they stand—and I gotta say it’s gonna be as far away from this as I can get.
We all know how critical it is to keep independent voices alive and strong on the Internet. Your donation will help PopMatters stay viable through these changing and challenging times.
// Sound Affects
"History repeats the old conceits, the glib replies, the same defeats. Keep your finger on important issues, and keep listening to the 275th most acclaimed album of all time. A 1982 masterpiece is this week's Counterbalance.READ the article