Title: It made me cringe, and got my head wet.
Product review: Well this odd little album led to a food fight at my house. My partner enraptured by the music expected me to share her feelings. Unfortunately, I could not hide the fact that Colm Wilkinson's style of singing always has me running for the stop button. My grimace led to a bowl of Grape Nuts being dumped over my head... ah well. Sorry all you fans, but to my mind, Wilkinson is vastly overated. His exaggerated, affected style is strained, irritating and dripping with fake sincerity. His modulations and phrasings are all formulaeic and dished out in overcooked mounds of soggy sentimentality. Blah. Nothing new is heard in any of these songs and the whole album has a hurried feel about it, especially Suzanne which is run through with cursory interpretation. Great photo on the front though.
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