As an entertainment writer, it’s my duty to objectively review music that might not normally interest me. And while I know this isn’t a record that I will listen to many more times for my own enjoyment, I have done my best to set all preconceptions aside and report what this album makes me think and feel. So, let’s give it a go, shall we?
Katharine McPhee, the runner-up to a much less formidable opponent in the 2006 American Idol T.V contest, is a beautiful girl with a pleasing voice. Having grown up in L.A with her music-oriented family, McPhee has been singing her lungs out since the age of two and has honed her talent well enough to be, at the very least, a solid pop performer.
Katharine McPhee is her self-titled debut album—and, as it stands, is not a thoroughly masterful effort. While each track is certainly bursting with McPhee’s enthusiasm, what we’re left with is a product that is half mediocre and half great. The record sets off horns blazing with the engrossing “Love Story,” about a girl falling for a guy who used to be in the proverbial “friend zone.” The direct antithesis to that melody is “Do What You Do”—a club-hungry piece that is just plain uninteresting.
“Over It” is being released as the first single off the record and I think that’s a mistake. It’s rather overdone, and too emotive and repetitive to be the first song introduced to the radio waves, especially when there are better ones to choose from.
My personal favorite is “Not Ur Girl,” a vivaciously feisty anthem where she proclaims the sad news that, “I’m not your girl/don’t get confused because you see me looking at you/I’m not your girl/I’m not leaving with you just because you ask me to.” The final number, “Everywhere I Go,” concludes the CD with enough steam to carry McPhee over to future escapades.
It’s easy to assume that this debut record would be conjured up with lovey-dovey ballads, but that is not the case. With the exception of “Each Other” as the one straight-up love ballad and “Home,” which I think has spiritual connotations, the tracks are primarily geared toward the broken-hearted, bitter, Ben & Jerry’s-devouring single woman. You know—the type who says men are all jerks and she always has bad luck with them, despite always dating the same type of guys over and over.
So we have a contrast between the “hot” and “not” duking it out in this one. The good songs are really good and the rest are…well, not. In any case, Miss McPhee should be proud of herself and this mixed-bag first attempt, which will likely sell a lot of copies and get a bunch of radio play. The 22-year-old has a hot voice and enough sex appeal to transcend her to the pop elite, just so long as she plays her cards right. I would merely advise her to not travel down the same path of her personal idol, Whitney Houston; just lay off the rocks, sweetheart.
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