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Post by My Avatar Is A Hot Babe on Feb 13, 2018 20:02:14 GMT
In lack of any news I have written a review of my imaginary new Macca album With the release of the double-album Fingers crossed Paul McCartney have forever cemented his status as the greatest genius ever within the pop- and rock-music field. In fact one also have to count in the field of classical music since the days of Beethoven given that the second cd consist of mainly classical music mostly arranged for classical guitar, piano and cello . The whole album consists of one outstanding piece of melodic extravaganza humorously named Lumpy trousers. It s hard to describe the beauty this music showcases but melody-wise it definitely puts Paul in the same class as Mozart and Beethoven. The first cd consist of Paul workin in a more familiar territory mainly fast rock-songs and slow ballads. Most of the instrumentsplayed by Paul .That including saw, cowbells, carrots,, drums, oboe, banjo, fiddle, then tree-stringed Japanese shamisen, keyboards, a full multi-tracked symphony-orchestra and the odd ukulele. Of course he also handles the bass-guitar, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, classical guitar and some other guitars. The songs mostly deals with two familiar themes for those who knows McCartneys preferences love and all kind of animals. The first song even mixes these two themes. That song is called I love my dog. There is also one political song called Orange fool on the hill. Thats were Paul plays the carrot. Much of the music is vagelue reminding of Pauls previous bands but also forward lookin with some hip-hop beats mixed with Fats Domino styled piano and a stringquartet. The real treat here are the melodies that are mezmerising. The superstars of today has already lined up to make coverversions. Vocally Paus voice certanely shows his age at times sounding like a mixture of Tom Waits, Howlin Wolf and my uncle singing in the shower. But that fits the general mood of the album. This great album ends in grand style with a heavily orchestraded Love song. This opus is called A silly day in the life of my lovely love and certanely hit all the right emotions when it comes to a 75 year old falling madly in love again.A feeling all of us can connect with. All in all this certanely is the best album ever released by anyone Great stuff.
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Post by Wanklein on Feb 13, 2018 20:21:23 GMT
That certanely is a pile of shite
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Post by Boozin' Susan on Feb 13, 2018 20:31:51 GMT
The dude is definitely challenged by grammar, spelling, and punctuation, but it came off more like him "taking the piss" than anything truly sincere.
I have to admit, "Orange Fool on the Hill" did make me laugh. Bet that line has prompted the MAGA crowd over there to report the poat to the gorfs.
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Post by antiram on Feb 13, 2018 20:35:13 GMT
Here's mine:
It is a sad and ignoble probable end to McCartney's album-making career, but Sunshine and Rain really should have come as no surprise to anyone outside the Beatlemaniac universe. After all, this is a man who has infuriatingly been an underachiever his whole career, although perhaps the time has come to wonder why we had expected any more all these years?
As McCartney has grown older, and the Beatles recede into mere prelude to a solo career spanning nearly 50 years on its own, former glories have come to sound a little more pat than they did in the 1960's, when the band was still a going concern and magic seemed to be in the air. Sure, he seldom had much to say; beyond bland love songs and odes to sunshine and rain (more on this later), McCartney only pulled lyrical weight when he had Lennon pushing from behind. Left to his own devices, McCartney has never had anything to say lyrically. Beyond a lot more songs about sunshine and rain, lambs, and occasional attempts to capture the milieu of the "average/ordinary person", something he is singularly ill-equipped to know about, there never has been much except vague love songs to his wives.
So now, sadly, we have reached about the end of the road. McCartney hasn't seemed very interested in producing new music since his last album, New, dropped to the appreciation of diehards and nobody else five long years ago. Is it an autumnal rumination on the sum total of his life? A daring reinterpretation of his career at its twilight? A howl of frustration at Father Time, or a middle finger at the grim reaper?
Fans will be glad to know it is none of the above. Everyone else who had hoped he'd have something monumentally Beatle to say at the very end need not bother.
Sunshine and Rain features no fewer than five new songs about sunshine and rain. "Rainy Day in England", "I Feel the Sun", "Grey Clouds Above", "Sunshine in Liverpool", and "Warm Sunny Day" all revisit well-worn McCartney tropes. None tell us anything new about rain or sunshine. A sample lyric from "I Feel the Sun" reports: "I feel the sun/Shining one two three/It brings us warmth and love/To you, the children and me" while layers of Josh Gudwin (better known for his work with Justin Beiber) production clutter up the mix. Three other producers, known for work with hitmakers Flo Rida, Rihanna, and Drake lent their hands to the other four sun/rain songs, rendering McCartney's minimal arrangements into slick, faceless pop, albeit pop sung with a croaky septuagenarian voice.
McCartney also trots out his tendency to weave together medleys from unfinished songs and adding little codas. The side two closing medley of "All Four One"/"Mrs. Queeny"/"Walk with Me"/"Hey Diddle" will probably stand as the most anti-climactic medley in history, save for McCartney's album closer from Red Rose Speedway all those years ago. A questionable decision to add on a coda of a newly-recorded "Hey Jude" ends the album on an appropriately depressing note.
Have we all been duped? This is what it all has led to?
With the release of Sunshine and Rain and the announcement of the "Rainy Days Tour", which McCartney vows will be his last, a chapter on popular music closes, not with a crescendo but with a sad trombone.
One wonders where McCartney went wrong, but in retrospect, he has essentially remained perhaps the most unchanged man of the 1960's. Cheery, vague, simplistic, slick, and utterly without substance could also describe many of his Beatles tunes. If anything, McCartney achieved the impossible; he managed to stretch a career as matinee idol a good 56 years, where contemporaries Peter Noone and Dave Clark were washed up by 1970. Only a Beatle could have managed such a long and complex career of utter mediocrity. Paulie was true to the end.
** 2 out of 5 stars, as usual. Thanks for the memories, Macca!
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Post by Wanklein on Feb 13, 2018 21:07:37 GMT
The dude is definitely challenged by grammar, spelling, and punctuation, but it came off more like him "taking the piss" than anything truly sincere. I have to admit, "Orange Fool on the Hill" did make me laugh. Bet that line has prompted the MAGA crowd over there to report the poat to the gorfs. I thought it was a piss take at first but SHites are frequently so moronic that it can be really hard to tell if they are not just totally retarded.
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Post by graucho on Feb 13, 2018 22:19:53 GMT
The dude is definitely challenged by grammar, spelling, and punctuation, but it came off more like him "taking the piss" than anything truly sincere. I have to admit, "Orange Fool on the Hill" did make me laugh. Bet that line has prompted the MAGA crowd over there to report the poat to the gorfs. I'm assuming the poater's native language isn't English. Agree about Orange fool on the Hill . If that was released as an instrumental made by people playing vegetables and a cartoon video, would it be the one time Macca had made an political statement that wasn't cringeworthy?
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Post by aaa-appreciator on Feb 13, 2018 22:31:00 GMT
Has an adult actually dreamed up an imaginary album and THEN reviewed it? Fuck me, those Shut-Ins are crazier than I thought.
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Post by thisonehurts on Feb 13, 2018 22:39:43 GMT
If you Had to compile one album from RAM and McCartney's imaginary new LP
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Post by hoffa_nagila on Feb 14, 2018 1:05:58 GMT
The dude is definitely challenged by grammar, spelling, and punctuation, but it came off more like him "taking the piss" than anything truly sincere. I have to admit, "Orange Fool on the Hill" did make me laugh. Bet that line has prompted the MAGA crowd over there to report the poat to the gorfs. I thought it was a piss take at first but SHites are frequently so moronic that it can be really hard to tell if they are not just totally retarded. It makes a bit more sense in the context of the thread. The only thing is, even though he isn't a native english speaker, that doesn't account for the mistakes. He clearly knows what words he's using, and just allows them to go by without using spellcheck.
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Post by amygrant on Feb 14, 2018 2:32:58 GMT
Here's mine: It is a sad and ignoble probable end to McCartney's album-making career, but Sunshine and Rain really should have come as no surprise to anyone outside the Beatlemaniac universe. After all, this is a man who has infuriatingly been an underachiever his whole career, although perhaps the time has come to wonder why we had expected any more all these years? As McCartney has grown older, and the Beatles recede into mere prelude to a solo career spanning nearly 50 years on its own, former glories have come to sound a little more pat than they did in the 1960's, when the band was still a going concern and magic seemed to be in the air. Sure, he seldom had much to say; beyond bland love songs and odes to sunshine and rain (more on this later), McCartney only pulled lyrical weight when he had Lennon pushing from behind. Left to his own devices, McCartney has never had anything to say lyrically. Beyond a lot more songs about sunshine and rain, lambs, and occasional attempts to capture the milieu of the "average/ordinary person", something he is singularly ill-equipped to know about, there never has been much except vague love songs to his wives. So now, sadly, we have reached about the end of the road. McCartney hasn't seemed very interested in producing new music since his last album, New, dropped to the appreciation of diehards and nobody else five long years ago. Is it an autumnal rumination on the sum total of his life? A daring reinterpretation of his career at its twilight? A howl of frustration at Father Time, or a middle finger at the grim reaper? Fans will be glad to know it is none of the above. Everyone else who had hoped he's have something monumentally Beatle to say at the very end need not bother. Sunshine and Rain features no fewer than five new songs about sunshine and rain. "Rainy Day in England", "I Feel the Sun", "Grey Clouds Above", "Sunshine in Liverpool", and "Warm Sunny Day" all revisit well-worn McCartney tropes. None tell us anything new about rain or sunshine. A sample lyric from "I Feel the Sun" reports: "I feel the sun/Shining one two three/It brings us warmth and love/To you, the children and me" while layers of Josh Gudwin (better known for his work with Justin Beiber) production clutter up the mix. Three other producers, known for work with hitmakers Flo Rida, Rihanna, and Drake lent their hands to the other four sun/rain songs, rendering McCartney's minimal arrangements into slick, faceless pop, albeit pop sung with a croaky septuagenarian voice. McCartney also trots out his tendency to weave together medleys from unfinished songs and adding little codas. The side two closing medley of "All Four One"/"Mrs. Queeny"/"Walk with Me"/"Hey Diddle" will probably stand as the most anti-climactic medley in history, save for McCartney's album closer from Red Rose Speedway all those years ago. A questionable decision to add on a coda of a newly-recorded "Hey Jude" ends the album on an appropriately depressing note. Have well all been duped? This is what it all has led to? With the release of Sunshine and Rain and the announcement of the "Rainy Days Tour", which McCartney vows will be his last, a chapter on popular music closes, not with a crescendo but with a sad trombone. One wonders where McCartney went wrong, but in retrospect, he has essentially remained perhaps the most unchanged man of the 1960's. Cheery, vague, simplistic, slick, and utterly without substance could also describe many of his Beatles tunes. If anything, McCartney achieved the impossible; he managed to stretch a career as matinee idol a good 56 years, where contemporaries Peter Noone and Dave Clark were washed up by 1970. Only a Beatle could have managed such a long and complex career of utter mediocrity. Paulie was true to the end. ** 2 out of 5 stars, as usual. Thanks for the memories, Macca! You are a true visionary. The real MVP of the internet. I lost it, amazing!
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Post by amygrant on Feb 14, 2018 2:40:30 GMT
I made up an imaginary tracklist for this pile of shit.
1. Coming Up Again (re-imagining featuring Kanye West, Rihanna, Chris Brown, and a queef solo from Nikki Minaj). 2. Lost Leg Boogie 3. Dropped Keys, Bungled Phrasings (a night in the life of Paul on stage) 4. Money (That's what I want from my dying fans) 5. Who Will Slap the Wench Now? (Tribute to John Lennon) 6. FAB! 7. Black Betty (Ram Jam Cover) 8. Fat-Ass Drummer and the Band of Sycophants (Sequel to Band on the Run)
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Post by antiram on Feb 14, 2018 4:39:03 GMT
@ amygrant Well thanks! < curtsey > But, actually, I am worse than a SHite; only SHites inspire me to create...without them, I'd have nothing to say at all...
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Post by hugofuguzev on Feb 14, 2018 6:24:43 GMT
The dude is definitely challenged by grammar, spelling, and punctuation, but it came off more like him "taking the piss" than anything truly sincere. Unfortunately I suspect Bemagnus is serious as a fucking heart attack. We're talking about the guy who actually started a discussion over there entitled "Is McCartney Underrated?" No, Bemagnus is one of the more seriously Beatarded folks over in SHiTEland.
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Post by Wanklein on Feb 14, 2018 7:22:27 GMT
I made up an imaginary tracklist for this pile of shit. 1. Coming Up Again (re-imagining featuring Kanye West, Rihanna, Chris Brown, and a queef solo from Nikki Minaj). 2. Lost Leg Boogie 3. Dropped Keys, Bungled Phrasings (a night in the life of Paul on stage) 4. Money (That's what I want from my dying fans) 5. Who Will Slap the Wench Now? (Tribute to John Lennon) 6. FAB! 7. Black Betty (Ram Jam Cover) 8. Fat-Ass Drummer and the Band of Sycophants (Sequel to Band on the Run) Not forgetting hidden track nine 9. The Ballad of James McCartney (Abnormal Sperm Mix)
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Post by amygrant on Feb 14, 2018 7:28:04 GMT
I made up an imaginary tracklist for this pile of shit. 1. Coming Up Again (re-imagining featuring Kanye West, Rihanna, Chris Brown, and a queef solo from Nikki Minaj). 2. Lost Leg Boogie 3. Dropped Keys, Bungled Phrasings (a night in the life of Paul on stage) 4. Money (That's what I want from my dying fans) 5. Who Will Slap the Wench Now? (Tribute to John Lennon) 6. FAB! 7. Black Betty (Ram Jam Cover) 8. Fat-Ass Drummer and the Band of Sycophants (Sequel to Band on the Run) Not forgetting hidden track nine 9. The Ballad of James McCartney (Abnormal Sperm Mix) It starts exactly 909 seconds after track 8 ends
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