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  • First Look: NKOTB’s 2 in the Morning

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    For the fourth video off of The Block, the New Kids have decided to go the ballad route. While 2 in the Morning isn’t necessarily the ballad I would have gone with, it’s still a nice change of place after three uptempo singles. If radio gives this one a chance, I think it has the capability to be a decent-sized hit, although the amount of Auto-Tune used on this song (not to mention the rest of the album) is really fucking annoying.

    Anyway, the video follows the song’s lyrics pretty literally, and it’s a cute little love/hate story. What’s up with four of the five New Kids sporting that gelled-up in the middle faux-hawk though? Anyway, let us know what you think of the video…

  • A Few Words in Defense of…Nickelback

    by Pat Johnson
    I know I’m supposed to hate Nickelback, but…I just can’t.

    Before I go on I should mention that I have not downloaded a single Nickelback song ever.  They are completely absent on my iPod.  I have never seen them in concert, and I probably never will.

    I am well aware of the disdain people have for Nickelback.  I know of the many popular Facebook groups denouncing their existence.  Hell, when I’m in a conversation with someone about their hatred for this group, I don’t even defend them.

    But I can’t hate Nickelback, and that’s because of one thing.  When I’m in the car listening to the radio, or one of their songs comes across my XM receiver, I do one thing: I fucking wail.

    That’s right, I admit it, I am a car singing man that will rock out to Nickelback.  I’ll belt out the chorus, I’ll hum along to the verses, or sing the wrong words.  And for a few short minutes I’ll bob my head to Chad Kroeger’s strained vocals as he sings about…something.

    I’m not sure where this association comes from.  Perhaps it’s because Kroeger doesn’t really have that good of a singing voice, thus it’s easier to sing along with.  Maybe it’s because his refrains have an annoying ability to get stuck in your head.  Or maybe it’s because a small part of me actually likes them  –  dear god, could that be true?

    I know what’s going through your head: Nickelback sucks.  But I can’t hate them.  I remember on 9/11 when we needed to get away from the news and there, on MTV, was the video for “How You Remind Me” playing over and over, and I remember singing along with friends because we were able to do something than watch the horrible images of the day.

    I just can’t hate a band whose last 4 albums have sold almost 17 million copies, here in this age of illegally downloading music.

    I know some hatred could come from being overplayed on the radio, but hey, crazy me thought that you were played on the radio because you were popular, not because you sucked.

    So there you have it.  I won’t buy your music Nickelback.  I won’t go to your concerts.  I won’t even defend you in a conversation where people put you down.  But don’t worry.  You’ll always have me in my car singing along to whatever song of yours comes on the radio.

  • “Destiny” and “Triumph”: The Maturation of Michael Jackson

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    When people talk about the career of Michael Jackson, a lot of them forget the period between the Jackson 5’s amazing original success and the time Michael went supernova with “Off the Wall”. The reasons for that are somewhat valid. The hits weren’t exactly plentiful during that period, and Michael and his brothers were struggling to find their artistic identity. However, one shouldn’t give The Jacksons (as they were named following their departure from Motown Records) short shrift. In competition with bands like Earth Wind & Fire and former opening act The Commodores in the late Seventies, they bloomed once they were allowed to write and produce their own material, resulting in 1978’s “Destiny” and 1980’s “Triumph”. Those two albums come on either side of Michael’s solo breakthrough with “Off the Wall”, and are among the most solid albums of their time period. Both albums recently got the reissue treatment from Legacy Recordings, and both are well worth the time it takes to listen (or re-listen, as the case may be) to them.

    “Destiny” proved not only to be the brothers’ (Michael, Marlon, Jackie, Tito and Randy) artistic breakthrough, but it was also their commercial breakthrough, becoming their first Platinum-certified album. It spawned two of disco’s most enduring tunes: the bubbly “Blame it on the Boogie” and the stone-cold “Shake Your Body (Down to the Ground)”, but there’s plenty more to the album than the two hit singles. From a vocal standpoint, Michael’s rarely sounded better. At age 20, he was finally in full control of his voice, and had become an amazingly versatile singer, as evidenced by “Destiny”’s standout ballad, “Push Me Away”. Michael navigates the sumptuous maze of guitar and strings beautifully, floating from his regular voice into an effortless falsetto. Conversely, he stakes his claim as one of the best rhythmic singers of all time with the frantic “All Night Dancin’”. If anyone doubts that Michael is a true soul singer, they should try that song on for size.

    It’s very easy, with thirty years hindsight, to listen to the songs on “Destiny” and play armchair psychiatrist. Many of the songs on the album have lyrics that seem to come directly from Michael’s dissatisfaction with his celebrity. “Things I Do for You” bemoans users and demands reciprocity, while the folky title track (which could have easily become a James Taylor track!) contains lyrics that, in light of Michael’s well-known flair for the ostentatious, can now be seen as ironic. “If it’s the rich life, I don’t want it” he sings. “Happiness ain’t always material things”. “Destiny”’s closing track, “That’s What You Get (For Being Polite)”, is probably the  most interesting and weird. Michael sings about a boy named Jack, a horribly insecure person who has built his own world around him. Again, it’s very easy to read and hear lyrics like the ones to this song and see a direct parallel to the person Michael has become. Nevertheless, that doesn’t stop “Destiny” from being the brothers’ most exciting album. The reissue adds two bonus disco mixes, including the classic dance version of “Shake Your Body” that must have rocked clubs back in ‘79.

    After “Destiny”, Michael finally felt the confidence to go on his own, partnering with Quincy Jones and making musical history with “Off the Wall”. So The Jacksons’ 1980 effort, “Triumph”, is the aural equipment of a victory lap. The brothers’ chests are puffed out on this album, from the strtting save-the-world anthem “Can You Feel It” to Michael’s eerie, mysterious “Heartbreak Hotel”. In retrospect, it’s easy to see those two songs as precursors to songs like “Man in the Mirror” and “Billie Jean”, respectively, and they are two of “Triumph”’s strongest tracks. However, the rest of the album’s no slouch. Michael graciously allows his brothers to contribute more vocally than they had on past albums, resulting in the itchy funk of Jackie’s “Wondering Who” and the easygoing vibe and pretty harmonies of “Give it Up”, on which lead vocals are shared by Michael and Marlon. Of course, being that “Triumph” followed “Off the Wall”, there’s a bit of similarity between the two. The lonely ballad “Time Waits for No One” should rightfully be compared to “OTW”’s “She’s Out of My Life”, while “Everybody” is a note-for-note rip of “Get on the Floor”, down to repeating some of the same lyrics. However, The Jacksons were so bright eyed and eager to make good music that you can forgive the occasional spots of laziness. Speaking of lazy, the folks that compiled this reissue couldn’t come up with any old photos to put in the booklet or come with bonus tracks better than the single version of “Heartbreak Hotel” and the 12” remix of “Walk Right Now”? Come on guys!

    If you were listening back when these albums came out, “Thriller” shouldn’t have surprised you. Along with “Off the Wall”, “Destiny” and “Triumph” are audio equivalents to a slow burning stick of dynamite that exploded when “Thriller” was recorded and released. These albums may not have been as big as Michael’s best solo material, but they deserve your attention just the same. Combining disco, funk, soul and pop into an irrestible stew, these albums established The Jacksons as worthy competition to any of the era’s popular R&B bands and killed the image, once and for all, of them as a teenybopper/bubblegum group.

    If you already have these albums, buy them again. The remastered sound alone is worth the extra bucks you’ll be shelling out. If you don’t have these albums and you fancy yourself a Michael Jackson fan or a fan of disco-infused soul, you should grab these too. Not only are they worthy additions to your collection, but Tito probably needs the money.