Pop Rock, 2001
I have no idea that David Usher is big in Canada until I did some online research. He’s the frontman for the band Moist, and apparently Moist is very big in Canada. And no, that’s not a joke at you Canadians’ expense, honest.
I bought this CD after hearing the lovely Black Black Heart on radio. That song samples opera and blends the lovely aria by guest vocalist Julia Galios over a trance beat, and when I first heard it, it was love at first, er, hearing. So on I dashed to the local CD store and purchased this baby at exhorbitant import price.
And I want my money back.
Apart from the song above, every other song here is some wussy matchbox twenty gone techno nonsense. It is not good when I first hear the first track, the limp-wristed How Are You, and roll around the floor laughing at the inane lyrics and corny hooks. It doesn’t get any better, in fact, it gets worse. The so-called rock anthems here skirt very close to Eurotrash pop (think Aqua) when it comes to the bad cheese value, and gawd, the lyrics! Mr Usher is obsessed with the phrase “sex me”, and every song seems to be about wanting to have sex instead of working, or something. It’s a nice philosophy, but an overdose of marijuana will be preferable to Mr Usher’s pretentious and corny wordplay. The final insult is his impotent cover of Tracy Chapman’s Fast Car.
There’s only so many times I can replay Black Black Heart before wishing that I have never splurged money on Morning Orbit.