Yes I would like to Raze this album to the ground and set fire to all copies of it so I don't have to hear it again. Sorry, but the title is a hostage to fortune as is the hysterical in the extreme press release that among other gems tells us Giulia has some serious pedigree as her Dad is a Polo player and her mum a clothes designer. What this has to do with the music I'm yet to figure out, but as she already has her own clothing line at least she isn't relying on earning a living out of music.
Giulia is an Italian Country/disco singer or something like that. She grew up in Argentina and claims to be influenced by Elvis, Johnny Cash, Etta James and Ella Fitzgerald, not that you'd ever guess those as the influences on this album.
It opens with the single Turn Your Light On: all auto-tuned blandness set for the dancefloor. Road Trip at least seems far less over produced and is almost early Dixie Chicks-style country but with a minimal disco twist to it. Not totally aurally offensive but not remotely memorable either.
Radio Junkie is one of those songs that is trying so hard to get played on mainstream radio it hurts. The backing is almost like it comes from a different song to the one she's singing. Hers should have a restrained country band playing it instead of all the computerized whirs and percussion that surround the band as it builds and builds. If only she was working with someone less bottom line focused than Don Mescal and Tom Nichols this could sound really good.
Love, Love, Love, is a big dancefloor tune that should really be the sort of thing you'd hope 15 year old girls would want to sing along to - until the guitar solo hits that is. It's totally out of place like it wants to be on a 80's Whitesnake song and it's really rather odd.
The album's title track is a non-descript semi-ballad that becomes background wallpaper seconds after it comes on. Totally forgettable. Nebraska thankfully isn't the Springsteen song but is instead a rather generic pop song that's trying to be a quite earnest affair about the pains of a relationship.
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The Aftertaste is not a dirty song about sex acts that can leave a bad taste in your mouth but instead is the sort of thing that I normally only hear if I have the misfortune to go a branch of Bershka with my girlfriend. Still not sure what Giulia wants us to teach her though.
Back to You marries country-tinged vocals with skittering beats and that sound that you normally only hear on House tunes at the top of the build. This is a marriage I'm not sure works too well but if I was 30 years younger it might appeal to me.
Another Thing Coming opens like it's going to be a blues song but then goes all poppy. It features a sort of rapping and comes on like it wants to be Christina Aguilera crossed with Alanis Morrisette. Complete with another ludicrous 80's guitar solo.
Stardust is a slow, slow song with some nice finger-clicking that I think I'm meant to be gently swaying to. The backing singers sound like they have just stepped out of choir practice, but it's not at all bad if you like slow ballads.
Yes she's Tragically Attracted to the wrong bloke in the song of the same name. How dreadful. We'd better pump up the disco beats and make sure the Bacardi breezers kick in and she doesn't notice how awful he is. Thankfully I'm not tragically attracted to this album in fact I'll be happy when Weight Of The World has finished and I can press the eject button. Yes, it's another slow song to convince us to care about her and this album but it is just aural wallpaper to me.
Giulia online
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