This Little Underground
Bao Le-Huu takes on local retro-soul do-woppers the Sh-Booms, Orlando newbies Saskatchewan and your friendly neighborhood aggro band, No Qualms
Published: June 16, 2011
That the indie scene has, in impressive numbers, graduated this year from basic Orlando Magic boosterism to general NBA fanaticism still astounds me. You should've seen how watching the Mavs (or insert any non-Heat team here) taking the championship made Will's Pub pop like a celebratory cork. That's deep.
But on to developments more musical in nature ...
Because of the investment of time and patience it involves, outside assistance with artist development is a sliver of what it used to be.I can understand laying chips down on Britt Daley. Besides confidence of presence, she at least has some legitimate vocal chops that flirt with the immaculateness of Enya and the acrobatics of Kate Bush. Her drama-draped fashionista electro-pop's not necessarily my thing, but there's some real foundation to work with at least.
But the wisdom behind Elisa Victoria is inscrutable. The negligible talent she displayed onstage with a shaky, karaoke-quality vocal performance hardly seems worth it. Yes, she had spunk, but that is the most basic of requisites for a wannabe pop star. I'm not into a pretty face as a premise for a music career, but if that's what you're going for, there are plenty of others further along the curve in terms of craft. Fresh-faced cuteness with malleable aspiration and at least nominal talent is not in short supply. That's why this one's a question mark. In order to develop this particular talent, you'd have to make something out of almost nothing. That's not artist development; it's alchemy.
Or you can just take artist development into your own hands like Orlando retro- soul group the Sh-Booms, who made quite the debut splash that same night (Will's Pub). Looking and living the part, they take doo-wop and soul-pop back to the grand showmanship days of coordinated wardrobe and dance moves. With piano, sax and especially the powerhouse pipes of singer Emily Patterson, they render classic splendor in extravagant fullness. It's hard to get too hung up on a band's regressiveness when it hits all the sweet spots like they do. And with the currently burgeoning interest in the timeless purity of oldies pop, the Sh-Booms could be the city's next good party band. One thing that's clear is that they spent time honing themselves before stepping out. A little more ensemble finessing and they'll be well on their way to Steeze City.
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