Owen | Judith Owen Limited Edition
for something that's perfectly anti-Britney Spears? Then give
a listen to verbal hotbox musician Judith
Owen. As Judith said, humorously of herself, she's a "deep
and shallow" kind of gal. I'd say she's a complex Freudian
cocktail that's a delicate mixture of girly-girl chickbabe,
and viscous bitter bitch, infused with extraordinary musical
song on the cd, which Owen has also penned, is musically refreshing.
And the vocals she accentuates her lyrics with are almost otherworldly.
The tones and notes swing all over the scale whipping up an
there's her piano style. Judith rotates the keys from gentle
tinkling to rabid honky tonk mayhem. Simply wonderful.
music is hard to pigeonhole - it's closest to rock and roll.
And her unique voice reminds you of the first time you heard
Annie Lennox. She's not vocally the same, but it's that same
fuzzy feeling of "haven't heard this before!"
that wells up around the senses.
lyrics, within the thirteen song cd, are witty and sarcastic
as well as thoughtful and provoking. The works are pleasantly
unsimular. Judith makes you work for her music in a friendly
be enthralled with the beat, and sink into audio bliss, as you
begin to actually catch a clever phrase or two - perhaps needing
to repeat the tune to be sure of what you thought you just heard
was truly what you just heard! She has a great storytelling
way to her songs but it's decidedly more Lewis Carrol meets
Hunter S. Thompson than a fluffy female Billy Joel narrative.
more bitter gals out there will love her first cut He's Ordinary.
It's a therapeutic ditty for all the weary ones...Shine
starts with a clever line that switches gears before its final
word. Then there's a cut called Who's That Girl, which
has nothing to do with Madonna and is far from "fill"
crap. It's a solemn song that sadly tells of betrayal. A cut
ominously titled Crash (The Car) had me laughing out
loud with its blatant requests...
and get this readers. Judith's a discovery for sure. And one
hopes someone with this much unique talent finds that shooting
star, holds on and launches into the heavens.
Owen. Remember the name and go get
the CD, you can be the first in your crowd to be in the
your into bubblegum-Nsync-boiler room-born-megastudio-designed
musicians that look like prepackaged consumer toy dolls animated
and in a synchronized ballet with a sound machine produced back
beat, Judith may not be for you.
Creatures of Habit
Let's Hear It For Love
Get Into It
I Promise You
Hell and Back Again
Crash (the car)
Who's That Girl
Message From Heaven