Showing posts with label ABC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ABC. Show all posts

Monday, August 19, 2019

The 1985 Listening Post - ABC - How to Be a...Zillionaire!


ABC - How to Be a...Zillionaire!


#416/1051
October 1985
ABC
How to Be a…Zillionaire!
Genre: SynthPop
3.75 out of 5


Highlights:
Be Near Me

It’s impossible to ignore the pop confection of “Be Near Me”. It’s as good as anything Martin Fry has ever written and, in fact, it really belongs in a Broadway show. I think that’s what he always was, anyway. ABC’s sense of theater coupled with their catchiest hooks makes me wonder why this hasn’t actually happened? Is there any other band that is shouting, “Make a jukebox musical out of our catalog!”?
Well, yes. Jukebox the Ghost. 
But, you get it. 
When he’s at his most unctuous (“Ocean Blue”) I just wanna get off the fucking train. It’s another of those moments when I realize how much garbage MTV tried to foist on us and how much we ate up…
When does 120 minutes fire up?
He does sort of out-Adam Adam Ant on “15 Story Halo”. Adam’s never sounded this Ant-y. “A-Z” is so dumb it’s actually fun and the Thomas Dolby-ism of the title track is also kind of infectious. 
Like all previous ABC records, it’s fun and forgettable. Nothing I’d return to, nothing I’d run to turn off when it came on. 


Monday, January 14, 2019

The 1983 Listening Post - ABC - Beauty Stab

ABC - Beauty Stab

November 1983
ABC
Beauty Stab
3.5 out of 5
Full disclosure. I didn’t love Lexicon of Love the way critics did. I mean, it was fine, but it wasn’t groundbreaking or anything. In fact, I felt it treacly and cloying for the most part. On this one, ABC is the sound of music getting bigger and less interesting while pretending to be romantic and epic and earnest. It’s neither earnest nor romantic. It’s fine, I guess. But it certainly doesn’t make me pine for more.
By the 3rd song I felt like I had heard the whole thing. By the end of Side One I was ready to move on.
Beauty stab sounds like bad INXS. Or like they are aping Simple Mind’s least interesting stuff.
Listening to this I started to imagine it playing over speakers in a bowling alley.
Seems about right.