16 Sep 2009, 10:08
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Mega Loafer
Join Date: 05.07.2007
Location:  Front line of the battle
Posts: 2,657
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Originally Posted by glockenspiel
FWIW, here's my melded-together version of a number of critical reviews (favourable and unfavourable) -
"The song titles alone would be enough to put most singers off. But Meat Loaf interprets, emotes, and inhabits them. Principal songwriter and all-round svengali is Jim Steinman, who has a penchant for orchestral flourishes, choral rhapsodies and wayward metaphors.
Think The Rocky Horror Show, combined with Vegas-Era Elvis, and what Wagner would have sounded like ~ if he had ever ridden around on a large motorbike, courting ladies in his favourite frilly shirt.
It's somehow beside the point to complain about the puerile lyrics, the leaden rhythms, the derivative melodies, the histrionic vocals, or the overblown arrangements. Steinman, and his co-conspirator Todd Rundgren, knew exactly how to push our soft-rock buttons, and, with Mister Loaf up at the front, they whacked those buttons with a sledgehammer.
Meat Loaf on a good day is uniquely hilarious: the epic rock hero consoling his lover with, "Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad". The power of this human mountain is such that he can also shiver your timbers, booming out such nonsense seemingly with utter sincerity. You laugh till you cry ~ and then realise you were crying for real.
None of this would be funny, however, if Loaf were not so ridiculous-looking. He's decidedly roly-poly, unsteady on his pins, and struts the stage hollering randomly like a toddler in a tantrum. When he reaches for the high notes, you feel like chucking him a laxative.What you're really laughing at is neither his show-boating nor the tongue-twisting material: it's his unseemliness as a rock star.
And what's sad is not the melodrama of the songs, but that of Meat's own predicament. He's still on the scene today, still singing, or, more often, bellowing and wheezing his way through "All Revved Up" ~ whilst hunched over in a schoolboy's baseball jacket. At the end, he will beat his chest in glory. The joke's still on him: he's just making money out of letting people laugh at the lonely fat weirdo the song describes. It's completely preposterous ~ but oddly hard to dislike".
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you should do self promotion!!10 ways to make an artist feel good!!
your big, your fat, you can no longer hit a note, you wheez, you walk funny, your a weirdo, i bet meat cant wait to book you 
i know what your trying to come across with [ but you need to take your head out of the books ]
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