Sheryl
Crow
C'mon
C'mon (2002)
review
by: Mike Webb
Date:
7/1/02
I
was pretty excited to buy this new Sheryl Crow album because
I'd seen her on this show called Musicians, and she was
smart, sexy, and talented. At the end, she played a solo
acoustic version of this new song called "Soak Up
The Sun" and I thought - wow, this is incredible!
So I figured she was hitting her peak now, and that this
was the album to get my first full taste of Ms. Crow.
And
from the moment I opened it up, I wasn't disappointed.
Man is she hot. You should see the photo of her on page
7 - va va voom! She's sitting on the grass, wearing this
bikini top and looking over her shoulder like she's been
waiting for you to get there. And best of all, she's wearing
these low cut, hip hugger type pants that allow you to
see her panties! Bonus dude!
Realizing
that I was already sold on this disc, I took another chance
and put it in my CD player. It starts out cool. Some song
called "Steve McQueen" and it's got a funky
beat, cool Keef-like guitar licks, and "hoo hoo's"
like Steve Miller. Then that super pop-y "Soak Up
The Sun" with the tongue-twisting turnaround spins,
and I think it's still a really catchy song, but not as
good as when she played it by herself.
But
then that pic of Crow in a red-leather vest screams out
at me and I forget what I'm listening to. Flip the page
and she's sitting on the beach playing this big-ole acoustic
guitar and looking like the hottest chick on Earth. I
wonder what that thing is next to her lip, but decide
that it just draws more attention to her mouth and that's
a good thing.
I
don't really perk up again until the opening chords of
the closer "Weather Channel" come on. It's one
of those songs that instantly hits the center of my melancholy
nerve and makes my body temperature change. It's beautiful
- one of the best songs she's ever written. Emmylou Harris
harmonizes with her, while Crow croons "I got lab
coats who will bring me panacea while I'm watching the
weather channel and waiting for the storm". I couldn't
help but sink into a warm blue funk - incredible
So
all in all, it's not bad. Think of it as a soundtrack
to a fully clothed Victoria's Secret catalog.
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