218. Singin’ Sammy Ward: “Part Time Love”
Not as good as the A-side, but it’s quality stuff and plenty of fun nonetheless, as well as a reminder that Motown in 1962 still hadn’t given up on the blues. (7)
Not as good as the A-side, but it’s quality stuff and plenty of fun nonetheless, as well as a reminder that Motown in 1962 still hadn’t given up on the blues. (7)
You can almost feel the frustration of its creators, being so close to greatness and yet so far away. All in good time, Eddie Holland, all in good time. (4)
It’s not awful, but it’s highly nondescript. Helpfully, though, this record marks a sort of staging post for the Marvelettes: the end of a digressionary, dead-end period. 3
This is barely-listenable garbage, a bad execution of a poorly thought-out idea which should never have been released. (1)
A generic, uptempo R&B rocker that again sounds as though it was written with the radio in mind, and which sounds at least five years out of date. Almost completely forgettable both as a song and a record.
A half-formed song idea which should really have ended up in the wastepaper basket.
A disappointingly straightforward rocker with little to commend it; opening with an unexpected guitar solo, it quickly settles into a shuffling R&B/blues-influenced groove and then fails to go anywhere at all. […click title to read more]
Gorman doesn’t have the best voice in the world, but he definitely has talent, handling the song with aplomb and a real deep warmth which is immediately likeable. The song is a good one, too, getting better as it goes on.
A laughable up-and-down mess that makes Sebastian sound as though he’s doing an awful William Shatner impression. Nobody in their right mind would ever want to listen to this more than once. (1)
Ultimately, though Debbie Dean gives it a real go, there’s just not enough happening on this record to hold the interest; it’s clean, safe and boring. (2)
This is a worthy successor to My Beloved and Angel; that should be enough for anyone. (7)