Album Review.
Likes: Tonight, In Your Hands, Plastic Roses
Overall: Hardcore current pop lovers will enjoy it; doesn’t show off her voice as hoped
Note: I usually try to post reviews for new albums within a week of their release. I was unaware that Jessica Sanchez’s “Me, You & the Music” came out on April 30th.
If you watch “American Idol,” you likely were looking forward to an album from season 11 runner-up Jessica Sanchez, the youngling with a yet mature and huge voice. Now that her debut “Me, You & the Music” is out, was it worth the wait? Sadly, the answer is mostly no. I’ll explain why I use “mostly.” If you keep up with popular music, you know that dance music is the hot trend right now. Out of all the genres, techno-dance is debatably the most basic and repetitive in pattern, not to mention it weighs heavily on effects (hence the “techno” title) versus instrumentation. That considered, it can be difficult to find melodic pleasure and showcase or give proper attention to vocal chops in that genre. Sanchez’s voice struggles to be in the forefront on this busy raucous of an album. I give the producers credit for trying to shake up the usual techno with rougher edges, urban embellishments and Prince (“Don’t Come Around”) and Elvis incarnations (“In Your Hands” might be a sample of “Can’t Help Falling in Love with You”), but the production is over-complicated and there are altering effects on Sanchez’s voice that aren’t needed. At times, her voice sounds lighter and thinner; very different from the soulful girth heard live on “Idol.” Some of the cuts are catchy in spots and have nice grooves, but they’re buried under all the extras. You really want a moment where you hear Jessica just blow. The closest you get to it is “Crazy Glue” and “Plastic Roses.” “Glue” is based on a silly metaphor, which brings me to the lyrics. You can forget about it; nothing too stunning in that department. With a title like “Me, You & the Music,” you’d think you get something tender with a lot of, well, musicality. The album’s bubbly enough to be likable, but it defeats its own purpose by downplaying Jessica Sanchez’s powerhouse vocal. Oh, and Interscope Records could do a much better job promoting this album. 1 single was released just 1 month before the album’s release and Sanchez has appeared on few television and radio programs to push it. At least give the record a fair shot, Interscope. Geez.
Likes: Tonight, In Your Hands, Plastic Roses
Overall: Hardcore current pop lovers will enjoy it; doesn’t show off her voice as hoped
Note: I usually try to post reviews for new albums within a week of their release. I was unaware that Jessica Sanchez’s “Me, You & the Music” came out on April 30th.
If you watch “American Idol,” you likely were looking forward to an album from season 11 runner-up Jessica Sanchez, the youngling with a yet mature and huge voice. Now that her debut “Me, You & the Music” is out, was it worth the wait? Sadly, the answer is mostly no. I’ll explain why I use “mostly.” If you keep up with popular music, you know that dance music is the hot trend right now. Out of all the genres, techno-dance is debatably the most basic and repetitive in pattern, not to mention it weighs heavily on effects (hence the “techno” title) versus instrumentation. That considered, it can be difficult to find melodic pleasure and showcase or give proper attention to vocal chops in that genre. Sanchez’s voice struggles to be in the forefront on this busy raucous of an album. I give the producers credit for trying to shake up the usual techno with rougher edges, urban embellishments and Prince (“Don’t Come Around”) and Elvis incarnations (“In Your Hands” might be a sample of “Can’t Help Falling in Love with You”), but the production is over-complicated and there are altering effects on Sanchez’s voice that aren’t needed. At times, her voice sounds lighter and thinner; very different from the soulful girth heard live on “Idol.” Some of the cuts are catchy in spots and have nice grooves, but they’re buried under all the extras. You really want a moment where you hear Jessica just blow. The closest you get to it is “Crazy Glue” and “Plastic Roses.” “Glue” is based on a silly metaphor, which brings me to the lyrics. You can forget about it; nothing too stunning in that department. With a title like “Me, You & the Music,” you’d think you get something tender with a lot of, well, musicality. The album’s bubbly enough to be likable, but it defeats its own purpose by downplaying Jessica Sanchez’s powerhouse vocal. Oh, and Interscope Records could do a much better job promoting this album. 1 single was released just 1 month before the album’s release and Sanchez has appeared on few television and radio programs to push it. At least give the record a fair shot, Interscope. Geez.
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