The relaxed, smooth style, the catchy melodies of a master of soft Rock: it's impossible not to recommend this album to someone you care about. And I, who love you although I don't know you well, strongly advise you to acquire this album and listen to it immediately.
"Pina colada" and "Him": if it weren't for these two hits, Rupert Holmes wouldn't be a well-known name, if it weren't for (perhaps) a distant relation to the more famous Sherlock.
But the entire album is a delightful surprise, a delicious container of well-crafted songs, each born from a spark or a clever trick, yet always fresh, in perfect West Coast style. They are meticulously arranged, impeccably executed. How can you resist tracks like "Drop It" (a light offbeat tempo) or "Nearsighted," or even "In You I Trust"? How can you resist pop of such craftsmanship, how can you resist now that it's the middle of winter the Caribbean nuances that Holmes skilfully inserts here and there, just for the pleasure of making you want to throw everything to the wind and open a bar in the Antilles?
If you put on this album in the car, or on your Ape 50, on the bus or wherever you please, you'll want to don a pair of Ray-Bans and stick your arm out the window, for the more flexible even your foot, for the luckier, your head out of the sunroof, because this album hits one of the most important and less easy targets of music in general. It makes you forget taxes, bills, the wife's shouting, hateful neighbors, tedious work, unemployment, the crisis, politics and you go with the mambo, particularly the Italian one. You forget everything and go with the mambo.
Accattatevill'!
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