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Review on Lips of An Angel

A woman throwing a vase full of vibrant flowers and water over the room in slow motion as tornado brew outside of the wooden window, blowing everything in the room except the movements seem to be freezed by the frames, seems like a scenery from Dorothy of Wizard of The Oz, the difference is only in the expression the woman wear and her attire which speaks of JLo Gucci fashion statement, black and white contrast across country background, kohl on her eyes and dark red lips lingering on an expression of anger and frustration, 3 inch glossy heels with no nonsense and slick-back hairdo.

Some how the picture for me represents what a rocky edge means.

I love it when I see a beautiful no-nonsense corporate woman started to lose control and starts being destructive. At the same time, after all the tornado settles down and the place's destroyed, all one can see from the woman is messed up hair and sweat lingering on her brows as she breathe heavily her contentment.

Long ago, rock stars are represented by long wind blown hair, so call messed up frm all those bedroom romps, but now as the century awakens to the unending story of fashion and blings, rock stars start a new revolution in bringing in an edge to clothing lines and accessories. Gwen Stefani with Love, Angel, Music and Baby or LAMB collections shows that contrast.

Beautiful as the picture represents, the music is compromised. Take out the background music and the voice cant even carry itself across the platform.

Indie music remains nearest to their original roots, but a lot of copycats as many started to imitate the growling voice of Nickelback, The Calling and all those other commercialised rock music on the radio nowadays with whispers of promises in the ears of the listeners.

As more and more musicians come out with overstrung guitars and torn jackets and jeans, they are polished up for cover magazines hoping to sell their names to other Asian countries with hope of faking it, making an imitation seems undefinable from the real stuff, reviews to put down some of the musicians work or saying that they are imitations of the originals in the market nowadays when all we hear are polished studio articles and politics and marketing gimmicks.

Do I care if the music are imitations or inspired from other bands or musicians from the olden days like Jimi Hendrix or Guns & Roses or Nirvana or Nickelback?

Nope. My ears make their own choice.

Rock rules. Happy Holidays, everyone.

Labels: Rock

posted by M.E. # 10:17 AM

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