278. Paula Greer: “Falling In Love With Love”
A dated, boring standard given a dull, unintelligent workout, and done poorly with it. (1)
A dated, boring standard given a dull, unintelligent workout, and done poorly with it. (1)
I guess I just don’t really like this kind of jazz, no matter how nice a job the protagonists make of it. (4)
Oh, brilliant, more instrumental jazz trombone music! (2)
So, it turns out I’m not a big fan of jazz trombone. Who knew? (1)
Shapeless, uninspiring slop. (1)
I really wanted to like this, but ultimately it’s just irritating. A pity. (3)
It’s long, boring, goes nowhere, nobody sounds like they’re having any fun (not even Dave himself); it’s dull dull dull and I hate it. (1)
Listening to this is like being trapped in a supermarket bathroom, your cries for help drowned out by their piped in-store muzak. Sorry, jazz aficionados – I find this tedious in the extreme. (2)
Not awful, but not even worthy of a place in the top ten songs Smokey would ever write for the Supremes. (3)
An album filler track with ideas above its station, a strange curio with limited replay value. (3)
A record that’s no more than “okay” at best – but Holland-Dozier-Holland’s creations couldn’t always be winners, and luckily the A-side was brilliant enough that no-one would be dwelling on the flip anyway. (4)