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coolwhipdiva's journal. From the Orange County Register (have to be a subscriber for access).
I've read a lot of reviews, and some of them have set my teeth on edge. This one nearly made my head explode. If you're riding a sweet, sweet Friday night groove, just keep surfin'.
He makes the most of limited tools
Review: Forget Justin's "Justified" - in a battle of debuts, fellow 'N Sync-er JC Chasez's steamy "Schizophrenic" wins hands down.
JC Chasez, "Schizophrenic" (Jive) - Do not make the mistake, as I initially did, of dismissing this second solo 'N Sync-er as the poor man's Justin Timberlake, an also-ran who will never achieve the same superstar heights.
Chasez very well may not, as he lacks JT's charm and vocal skill; by comparison, he teems with affectations. But to presume his work is minor simply because it's struggling for attention in Timberlake's shadow is foolish. Frankly, in a battle between the debuts, "Schizophrenic" would win hands down.
Forget about Justin being the new Jacko, an overstatement based solely on a strong falsetto and infectious hits that sound like "Off the Wall" outtakes. Justin is actually the new George Michael, right down to the facial hair - and, like JC, right now he's more sex symbol than serious artist. What Justin lacks, however, is Michael's variety, something JC strives for at every turn.
Remember how stylistically jumbled Michael's "Faith" album was? That's how "Schizophrenic" is, leaping from hard club grooves to lascivious Jamiroquai funk and Lenny Kravitz rock, from fine slices of reggae to handclaps-and- acoustic-guitar bits and his own spin on Jacko, which veers closer to "Dirty Diana" than "Rock With You."
What's more, as suggested by several wicked cuts - the Prince homage "100 Ways," the Basement Jaxx-produced "Shake It" and the fantastic new-wave revivalism of "All Day Long I Dream About Sex," sure to be cribbed to the hilt - Chasez's tunes are infinitely steamier than Timberlake's; they make "Rock Your Body" seem about as randy as "I Want to Hold Your Hand," despite their banal lyrics.
Most remarkable, though, is Chasez's consistency. Even when he's mired in a sappy ballad he can't really sing, he's got enough melodic twists to keep it interesting. No doubt he's an inch-deep poseur, and I bet he can't pull this off twice. But cut-for-cut, his debut is one of the most sheerly entertaining pop albums in a long while.
Grade: B+ (Ben Wener/The Register)
What's that last name again? Weiner? Yes, I thought so. grrrrrrrr...
coolwhipdiva's journal. From the Orange County Register (have to be a subscriber for access).I've read a lot of reviews, and some of them have set my teeth on edge. This one nearly made my head explode. If you're riding a sweet, sweet Friday night groove, just keep surfin'.
He makes the most of limited tools
Review: Forget Justin's "Justified" - in a battle of debuts, fellow 'N Sync-er JC Chasez's steamy "Schizophrenic" wins hands down.
JC Chasez, "Schizophrenic" (Jive) - Do not make the mistake, as I initially did, of dismissing this second solo 'N Sync-er as the poor man's Justin Timberlake, an also-ran who will never achieve the same superstar heights.
Chasez very well may not, as he lacks JT's charm and vocal skill; by comparison, he teems with affectations. But to presume his work is minor simply because it's struggling for attention in Timberlake's shadow is foolish. Frankly, in a battle between the debuts, "Schizophrenic" would win hands down.
Forget about Justin being the new Jacko, an overstatement based solely on a strong falsetto and infectious hits that sound like "Off the Wall" outtakes. Justin is actually the new George Michael, right down to the facial hair - and, like JC, right now he's more sex symbol than serious artist. What Justin lacks, however, is Michael's variety, something JC strives for at every turn.
Remember how stylistically jumbled Michael's "Faith" album was? That's how "Schizophrenic" is, leaping from hard club grooves to lascivious Jamiroquai funk and Lenny Kravitz rock, from fine slices of reggae to handclaps-and- acoustic-guitar bits and his own spin on Jacko, which veers closer to "Dirty Diana" than "Rock With You."
What's more, as suggested by several wicked cuts - the Prince homage "100 Ways," the Basement Jaxx-produced "Shake It" and the fantastic new-wave revivalism of "All Day Long I Dream About Sex," sure to be cribbed to the hilt - Chasez's tunes are infinitely steamier than Timberlake's; they make "Rock Your Body" seem about as randy as "I Want to Hold Your Hand," despite their banal lyrics.
Most remarkable, though, is Chasez's consistency. Even when he's mired in a sappy ballad he can't really sing, he's got enough melodic twists to keep it interesting. No doubt he's an inch-deep poseur, and I bet he can't pull this off twice. But cut-for-cut, his debut is one of the most sheerly entertaining pop albums in a long while.
Grade: B+ (Ben Wener/The Register)
What's that last name again? Weiner? Yes, I thought so. grrrrrrrr...
