Robbie Williams is back, “The Heavy Entertainment Show,” he calls his new Album. And the British Megastar with a pompous instrumented factory word.
Stuttgart – quick and painless Robbie Williams brings that, he’s probably a in fact, firmly convinced, in the very first verses of the first song on the denominator. “Kids, are you looking for a Savior? Now, here I am!" he sings – and to fuel the hubris right after he sends in the next lines, something like a statement of fact: All the Good ones had recently died in quick succession, much too early (he was talking to David Bowie and Prince), but he, Robbie Williams, is he still there.
As I said: Robbie Williams doesn’t think the rates behind closed doors, he smashes it right at the beginning of a work, which, whether you like it or not, given his media presence around the world note, whenever you turn on a Radio. “The Heavy Entertainment Show,” he called the song ambiguous, as is also the title piece of this Friday album. We’re not fighting in the lightweight class, wants to bring the entertainers to expression, and, therefore, the Superstar must put in scene, he wants to have a crack at the next record by Mr. Turner, the tenth Album at number One on the UK Charts, so there is something behind what has done before him, only Elvis, another one of the too early Gone.
Good old well-Known help out
To help Williams, taken by itself, therefore, a good old friend, with whom he was now so green, but now drunk with joy in the arms of lies: the composer and arranger, with Guy Chambers. Thanks to Robbie Williams Chambers from precarious Producers has been to the top beam, the Chambers in turn, Williams has made Songs such as “Feel” or “Angels” on the body, mega hits, the ascent from the kneipier son of the Megastar final cement.
Chambers, whose trademark is the widest possible whitewashed cinema scope bombastic sound, has once again reached neat. He served us to shreds on this Album, a few languid, in the form of a sugar-coated glazed Peanut butter cream pie come on caramel sauce mirror, therefore, law is a heavy burden, which, however, often and not always in the hips. It fat sounds that has found Chambers, but without the potential hit.
sounds So the Album is quite versatile, has Williams a couple of new buddies, angel. Stuart Price, Johnny McDaid of Snow Patrol and Brandon Flowers act as a song-writer with the “Heavy Entertainment Show”. To this end, Ed Sheeran, the Williams short-hand has been hit, because he had the feeling that the Album is a real Hit lack of joined; which, in turn, prompt the strongest Song on the album has led to the kick-ass “Pretty Woman”. Finally, the musician Rufus still comes to Wainwright, which is, at least in terms of Flamboyanz a congenial fellow players and also singing – a quite essential Part in the creation of this album has played.
we hear so Songs, the Glam-Rock Bands like The Sweet sprung Bruce Lee could be (“”), Losrockendes inanities such as “Party like a Russian”-including Prokofiev-Samples, two-dimensional synth numbers (“Time on Earth”), sound, if ugly-Titled (“Motherfucker”), or a trip to the Dancefloor (“Sensitive”). A little bit of everything.
the man Knows what he wants?
an Album that reflects his indecision Robbie Willams' Janus cross-headed creatures might be the perfect Out comes. Here is the little Boy, as he is sometimes, amazement and with shining eyes, the Display of the local game were admired business there, the full-grown Crooner, the glittering show stairs can’t be wide enough, he springs down to wrap an entire stadium in a matter of minutes around the Finger. Here, the entertainment giant that looks out of the window of his private jets on his property down, where he has just the champagne goblet in Hand, in donkey’s milk bathed, that’s where the self-zernagte artist on this Album, in all Seriousness lamented doubt that he possessed a beautiful Villa, yet the mortgage have to pay off.
He’s just a Boy, and Rascal at the same time, the cute Teddy Williams, who struggles constantly to self-confidence and self-assurance, and the raves conversely, in überkandideltem delusions of grandeur that he wanted to make his Album this time “with great choruses, universal lyrics and universal melodies as big as possible”. Succeeded, that’s him, not a hundred percent, especially when you want to create as a gauge of his previous world. Conversely, one hears in any of the 16 Songs from any boy band-scrap, but in its Las-Vegas-enabled Revue defectiveness literally Heavy Entertainment draws from a real entertainer, effortlessly any Register of contemporary pop music.
And even if's were all the lame Songs (which they are not)? It whistled! Robbie Williams is nursing a here is pompous an acute case of flamboyant Overload, he will do so soon, certainly again on a the exuberant world tour with the Album and Tour millions of people happy. “Charisma, we need not discuss,” sings Robbie Williams on this Album. Where he’s right, he’s right.
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