I’ve just listened to Will Young’s new album Echoes. My dad bought it on the strength of the album’s first single: ‘Jealousy’.
I was jealous of Young’s first song, but the rest of the album, to paraphrase my dad, sounds like nice lounge music and nothing more.
I can’t help but feel the marketing team released the only good track off the album and made people buy it on the strength of that offering.
It’s shrewd, but not very nice. Yeah, you heard. It’s not very nice at all.
Apparently, the album can be confined to the trip-hop/-pop genre of music. If that means I accidentally tripped and popped my hip out of place and then hopped around in absolute agony due to the disappointing standard of songs then it’s pretty apt. I’ve got a sneaky feeling it doesn’t mean that.
Caroline Sullivan - writing for The Guardian - called all 13 tracks “classy.” Ron Burgundy told San Diego to stay classy. Did they? I haven’t done the appropriate market research, but I can assume that if they did it lasted only a short while.
I give Ron Burgundy 5* (out of 5*); Young gets 2*.