Title: Outsider Music for the Masses
Product review: This album, much like The Shaggs' "Philosophy of the World" or The Langley Schools Music Project's "Innocence & Despair", is fascinatingly authentic. Hung can't sing or dance, but he is genuine in a way that virtually no other comtemporary singer is (with perhaps the exception of the rare Cedric Bixler or Thom Yorke). This is what punk music aspired to be: atonal and sparsely emotional. In a way, William Hung is a modern-day Schoenberg. He is missing notes in the grandest fashion: filled with emotion and fascinating.I do not laugh at this album. It is a very sad album, especially knowing that it is only a matter of time until Hung is forgotten.4 stars to this unintentionally brilliant work of art.
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