Scarlett Sings Tom Waits

[LEARNING PROCESS]

Six streaming songs. She sucks. Music is great, though.. Edited April 25, 2008 by LEARNING PROCESS

[kevdo242]

I was looking forward to this. From the six songs I've heard, I'm not overly impressed. Nothing better than the originals, and the production seems too much like in the title track. Waits' vocals are difficult to ignore, but Scarlett's are in the background too much. I was hoping she'd sing an octave higher aswell, but ah well. It is a nice change from all the generic singers these days who throw vibrato on every vowel. Hope she does Who Are You justice though.

EDIT: I'm liking Fannin Street.

Edited April 25, 2008 by kevdo242

[bluesy]

I heard Bowie makes an appearance on the album. I'll be checking this out.

[Dead Flower]

Thanks for the link.

Didn't knock me over or anything, but the songs are all quite spacey and atmospheric. Her singing is kinda cool... very subtle, with no vocal gymnastics. It'll be interesting to see if she gets much of an audience.

Anywhere I Lay My Head was by far my fav from the five covers. I like her take on it.

Town with No Cheer kinda sucked. You need the gravely rasp of Tom Waits to sing lyrics like these...

Well it's hotter 'n blazes and all the long faces

there'll be no oasis for a dry local grazier

there'll be no refreshment for a thirsty jackaroo

from Melbourne to Adelaide on the overlander

with newfangled buffet cars and faster locomotives

the train stopped in Serviceton less and less often

There's nothing sadder than a town with no cheer

Voc Rail decided the canteen was no longer necessary there

no spirits, no bilgewater and 80 dry locals

and the high noon sun beats a hundred and four

there's a hummingbird trapped in a closed down shoe store

This tiny Victorian rhubarb

kept the watering hole open for sixty five years

now it's boilin' in a miserable March 21 st

wrapped the hills in a blanket of Patterson's curse

the train smokes down the xylophone

there'll be no stopping here

all ya can be is thirsty in a town with no cheer

no Bourbon, no Branchwater

though the townspeople here

fought her Vic Rail decree tooth and nail

now it's boilin' in a miserable March 21 st

wrapped the hills in a blanket of Patterson's curse

the train smokes down the xylophone

there'll be no stopping here

all ya can be is thirsty in a town with no cheer