Showing posts with label Lulu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lulu. Show all posts

Thursday, 22 November 2012

Lulu - Independence (1993)


Yes, if you cut this woman haggis and runny flora would spill out. Yes, she's more disingenuous than Mariah sharing a camera frame with another female. Yes, she is Lulu. As immortalized by Eddie in Ab Fab, Independence was the best thing she had done in years. The soulful rasp pledges various concerns about the risks of love in a patriarchal society. Lulu wants to have her cake and eat it, and throws up a mixture of piano-splattered house music. Quickly retreating into mid-tempo grooves that play it safe with a mild Rn'B flavour, There Has Got To Be A Way is riddled with cliches ("ain't no doubt about it, I can't live without it" asserts the HRT cock-hungry agenda from the start). Restless Moods and I'm Back For More are more of the same (the latter with added Bobby Womack). Her lovely version of the 1981 hit How About Us by Champaign is a crystal clear stand out. Seeking a younger and more contemporary companion to her new dance stride, Until I Get Over You cuts loose in the style of a fun and thrifty 53 year old cutting loose on a meddling mid-tempo riff. Reviving her 60s energy, Let Me Wake Up In Your Arms is a highly pleasant Chain Reaction style number with a nimble vocal delivery building up to a light and airy chorus that actually lowers cholesterol (not surprisingly it was written by the Bee Gees).  Spreading my attention wider and thinner than her favourite employer, You Left Me Lonely leaves me bored and Lulu's clearly skimming the personals in the Herald & Post again (looking for: nondescript, plodding, safe and something that ill go nowhere fast).  Rhythm of Romance is a slow dance to emotions less convincing than a birthday card without a twenty sellotaped inside.  I'm Walking Away kick-starts my attention again with something Lisa Stansfield might toss off near the end of one of her own albums, but is more of a limp to the finish line. A Place To Fall is sadly not an admission that she's a human mattress  and the closer is simply Let Me Wake Up In Your Arms (Romantic Reprise).

Rating:
7/10

Thursday, 17 September 2009

Loose Diva's

Above: I cannot wait to see whose bubble is going burst first? If it's Lulu, an explosion of haggis and margarine will be sprayed all over the joint.

Well, these three broads are coming to Glasgow next month. Here, Chaka Khan, Anastacia and stuffed-haggis Lulu are on the GMTV sofa with Lorraine Kelly (think size 14 Cheryl Cole in 20 years time, but Scottish). This clip is nothing exceptional, but Lula and Anastacia just appeared without Chaka on a daytime chatshow called Loose Women a few hours ago (I have this show on my Sky+ 'series link') and let's just say when this clip arrives on youtube I cannot wait to point out where: a) Lulu grinds her teeth as Anastacia finishes her sentence after the Shout singer tries to take over; and b) where Lulu's faux-American accent is evidently a passive-aggressive dig at her co-headliner and Anastacia's deadpan responce that she and the Scot are BFF's with no need to blurt out 'nawwt!'