Epic Saturdays featuring Cee Lo Green
The Pool After Dark at Harrah's Resort Atlantic City
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Nothing wrong with those responses; nothing at all. For, yes, Cee Lo did indeed co-write, and sing, the biggest song of 2006: Gnarls Barkley’s aforementioned Crazy, a track that managed to sneak over the threshold of the Top 40 a lyric about mental illness and depression, to the sweetest of pop-soul melodies. And, yes, he and his Gnarls cohort Danger Mouse did show a remarkable penchant for dressing up in the weirdest wigs and costumes the wardrobe department could fling at them. And, yes again, not content with having one of the most successful singles of the 21st century so far, Cee Lo is bidding for a second gargantuan piece of the action: F*** You is shaping up to be 2010’s most controversial, most blogged-about, most viewed, most listened-to, most undeniable song.
So what’s the problem? Well, none, as such. It’s just that, welcome and justified and understandable though all the chatter is, there is one thing that keeps being overlooked. One thing you rarely, if ever, hear when Cee Lo’s name comes up in conversation. Like: the man’s a singer. Search high and low through the endless Cee Lo CVs, features and reviews online and you’ll be lucky to come up with more than a handful that make any reference whatsoever to what is arguably the Man from Atlanta’s most crucial, heartbreaking and indisputable gift: he sings like an angel and the devil combined. Or, put another way: Cee Lo’s is the greatest male voice in American music today.
Says who? Well, says any long-time fan of the man who, let’s not forget, contributed far more than just his trademark rat-a-tat-tat raps to Goodie Mob, the Southern-rap pioneers with whom he first made his name. Note, if you will, that the Goodie’s 1995 debut album – the instant, copper-bottomed classic, Soul Food – opens with the modern-day spiritual, Free. Featuring, significantly, a honey-dewed, drop-deal vocal from a certain Cee Lo Green. Note, too, how the vocal hooks on the group’s subsequent releases were by and large helmed by Cee Lo: it was as if, long, long before Crazy, he had an itch that was demanding to be scratched. You can hear him attending to it on his two solo albums to date – albums that fans cherish to this day, but which remain scandalously, no, unforgivably, underrated. Cee Lo Green and his Perfect Imperfections (2002) and, two years later, Cee Lo Green ... is the Soul Machine, offer tantalizing hints of what he would later achieve, initially with Gnarls on two exceptional – and exceptionally daring and experimental – psychedelic pop-soul albums, St Elsewhere and The Odd Couple. And, this November, on a record that provides the ultimate proof, the final, irrefutable evidence, of Cee Lo’s importance as a 21st-century recording artist: The Lady Killer. The album Cee Lo was destined to make. The album that will seal his rep: not only as a writer, producer and performer of unrivaled pizzazz, chutzpah, inventiveness and genius; but as a singer whose voice can nail an emotion – be it pain, yearning, anger, sarcasm, love, lust, frustration – like no other. Cee Lo Green stands alone.
Listen to Wildflower or I Want You, two songs of heart-stopping tenderness and longing. To future single Cry Baby, a summer breeze of a song whose melodic lushness and optimism utterly belie the sentiment it expresses. To Bodies, a Chad Hugo co-production that sets Cee Lo’s film-noir lyric to an appropriately ghostly backing, all sinuous guitar and military-tattoo percussion. Throughout tracks such as Fool For You, Old Fashioned and Bright Lights Bigger City, Cee Lo dives into the sound archives to glory in the best of Stevie Wonder, Steely Dan, Billy Joel and the Spinners, the base upon which he sprinkles his vocal gold dust. And listen, too, to F*** You (as if you haven’t already, hundreds of times). And ask yourself this: chuckle-inducing profanity aside, has there ever been a more uncompromising, more defiantly sung I’m-so-over-you pop song? Why do we believe in that defiance? Because Cee Lo sings it like he means it.
That conviction is all over The Lady Killer. (And all over the Lady Killer mixtape album Stray Bullets – an offshoot release of a quality most full studio albums don’t even come close to.) But good songs are one thing. As the whole of history of pop demonstrates, they ain’t nothing without the vocal. And in 2010, vocals don’t come any greater, any more visceral, any more ON FIRE, than Cee Lo Green’s. He’s been working up to this album his whole life. This is what he’s on the planet for: to throw back his head, open his lungs, and let rip. Equipped with a once-in-a-generation voice, Cee Lo hasn’t just made the song of the year, or even just the album of the year (though he’s made both of those). On The Lady Killer, he’s made the album of his life.
Cee Lo Green, then. Superstar, yes. Wildly original talent, undoubtedly. Definitive talisman of modern pop-soul, certainly. But more, much more than these: singer. That’s what we’re talking about.
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