In an industry where recording artists are marketed to within an inch of their lives, it is a pleasant surprise when a real artist can excite music lovers largely on her engaging personality gifts as a singer.
Daft Punk picks up where the '80s left off, Plain White T's treat us to some pop ear candy, T.I. delivers an f-bomb from jail, Charlie Wilson refuses to get naughty, while Duffy plays too nice. Bah, humbug.
Ever since Cat Stevens embraced Islam, the West has been clueless when it comes to accepting the former superstar. His latest release, Roadsinger, is a good start in rebuilding that emotional bridge to Stevens.
With a basic reverence for the original record, Morrison's live arrangements allow for musicians to add new layers of strata though jams, while acknowledging forty years has passed since the original was slated.