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An average voice at best --- save your money
June 15, 2002
Here is another great example of the Great Hype and Marketing Leviathan triumphing over good taste. One of my wife's friends recommended this CD with great enthusiasm; we were ready to turn it off after three tracks. The only reason that I didn't give it one star is that there are worse albums and singers that are even more grotesquely hyped (Mr. Bocelli, for example).
Where to start with this? His pronunciation? This album sounds like a beginning Italian class at times. Even the songs sung in English sound strangly bereft of any commitment or passion. It doesn't help that it is coupled with some really goofy orchestration. How many swelling, dramatic crescendi (with the obligatory rolling timpani...oh gosh my heart just skipped a beat) can the listener endure?
Charlotte Church's presence hardly helps. This performance is still further evidence that she is on the fast track to damaging her voice permanently, once and for all, by moving into realms of music for which her voice is not yet prepared. She is like the weekend jogger who suddenly decides to enter the Ironman Triatholon, and doesn't even know how to stretch properly. Nothing good can come from it, and serious damage can result. Charlotte Church had a potentially nice voice, but she should have had another 10-12 years of serious training before embarking on a career such as this. Even the tricks of the studio editors cannot hide how her voice has begun to erode. This should be a lesson to the Josh Grobans of the world --- you may have a pleasant enough voice, but don't push it too quickly, or you may end up with no voice at all.
As it is, there isn't much of a voice to be found on this album in any case. The higher notes on these songs is clearly a challenge for him, and that quavering little vibrato is just as bad as anything Bocelli has ever managed. The intonation is suspect at times. This is one bland performance.
But how can a million plus buyers be wrong? Just remember, once upon a time, lots and lots of people thought that Florian Zabach, playing "The Hot Canary," was just the last word in entertainment. People like Christopher Cross, also, and liver and onions. If people want to spend their money on a bland performance featuring poorly pronounced Italian...hey, I am available at a fraction of the price.