Junkie Jones

Though I’m often moved by emotion when I review music, it very rarely is anger and disgust. Welcome to Bliss Station.

The “World Bliss” CD begins wonderfully with the song “Flowers and Balloons.” I was jazzed by this song, thinking I had a great CD experience ahead of me. But what happened next I can only compare to a train crashing into the Station. And no Bliss.

The following nine songs and vocals are insipid, immature and repetitive. The female vocalist - who wisely isn’t even named on the CD - had no emotional range, much less a musical one. The lyrics were a sing-song nightmare of childish and predictable rhymes. I don’t like it when a singer uses the word “mysteri-ass” just to make a rhyme.

If this was supposed to be a CD for children, I’d be less critical. Maybe some old Tiffany fans could get into it and sing right along. I can’t.  And I don’t like being so negative.

Listen, my opinion means nada, but I’m compelled to tell Bliss Station to take “Flowers and Balloons” with its sounds and sensibility and run with it. This song is the cliched pearl among swine. Please consider the disparity between this song and the others and follow that train.

To Mr. Lifshitz: Continue to sing, if that was you on “Flowers and Balloons,” you have a great voice. Continue to collaborate with others who can give you input on your song writing. If it means anything to you, “Flowers and Balloons” has been stuck in my head since the first play.

For more info on the band - and to hear samples, go to: www.bliss-station.com

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