Word: enough
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...problem is that the songs never quite get there. Are they melodious? Yes. Lyrical? Yes. Passionate? Hmmm. The lyrics are, but as far as the mood goes, mellow is a far more appropriate adjective. Each song is contemplative and smooth, but no track is dynamic enough in its own right to ever truly distinguish itself. The title track comes close, but never fully peaks. Also of note are the poignant, emotive "Less Than Strangers" and "The Only One," a haunting arrangement featuring Emmy Lou Harris on harmony vocals. Most of the other tracks have a tendency to blend into...
...Lights out, and there was enough demand for an encore. The familiar strains of the Van Halen guitar riff came through the speakers and everyone sang along to the one line of "Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Dub." But that moment came too late and ultimately, it was hard to avoid the feeling that a good show had been lost in the vast space of the unfilled club...
...morning show. Things have been looking just as good for Philbin as they have been for those lucky contestants who get into the "Millionaire" hot seat. In fact, the television show "Everyone Loves Raymond" should permanently change its name to "Everyone Loves Regis"--the nation just can't get enough of the guy. But what drives television watchers to tune into his morning and his night shows everyday? Could it be his accent? Or his trendy black-on-black-on-black ensembles? Or his Jerry Curl-curled hair...
...nothing but a blessing for this middle-aged, graying and balding television majesty that Kathy Lee may finally sign off from her co-host post. Philbin has had enough to deal with throughout the years--from Gifford's tabloid troubles to her sweatshop scandals to her chatter about 10-year-old son Cody--that Regis deserves a morning show...
...with frontman Joe Sib motivating the crowd with the verve of a pumped up fitness instructor. His enthusiasm rubbed off on the audience, and songs with achingly obvious but still infectious sing-along choruses didn't hurt one bit. 22 Jacks' solid, straight-ahead melodic punk would have been enough as an appetizer, but there was a special treat in store. Sib stepped off stage for a second and came back with none other than Dicky Barrett of Boston's ska-core heroes the Mighty Mighty Bosstones. The nattily clad Dicky then gamely sang along with a hornless cover...