Sounds like: A Wainwright wet dream
Short take: Rufus takes Garland over the rainbow
A chamber pop artist being infatuated with Judy Garland is not surprising. But the fact that contemporary singer Rufus Wainwright would have the chutzpah to re-record Garland's April 23, 1961 concert, which is often referred to as "the greatest night in show business history," in its entirety? That wasn't expected. Then again, Wainwright has been eschewing predictability since he arrived on the music scene a decade ago. As for Rufus Does Judy at Carnegie Hall, the evening performance features Rufus' sister Martha Wainwright ("Stormy Weather"), their mother Kate McGarrigle ("Over the Rainbow") and Lorna Luft ("After You've Gone"). Sure the double-disc affair feels self indulgent, but then again, that's what makes it work. Treating the material with respect, Wainwright proves dreams can come true for himself, as well as his fans. John Benson
Sounds like: An industrial slam-poetry mess
Short take: Reznor B-sides offer rant space
The songs on slam poet Saul Williams' third album show the threat of letting a polemic eclipse everything else. The album, which is being released online, la Radiohead's In Rainbows, is all message: Though Trent Reznor produces it, the actual music is threatened to extinction. When it's there, it's usually just an industrial wobble and a half-assed beat. There's a decent, if needless, cover of U2's "Sunday Bloody Sunday," and the droningly melodic "WTF!" is fine, but otherwise, Niggy sticks closely to a lousy formula. Lyrically, Niggy leaves the listener feeling that Williams isn't really sure what he's fighting for, anyway. Put kindly, Williams is a very ambitious artist who has trouble focusing his ideas. Put less kindly, he's in way over his head, trying to make a cinematic slam- poetry extravaganza, which makes for some very difficult music. Matt Martin
Sounds like: Dr. Jekyll to Demon Days' Mr. Hyde
Short take: More fun from capable weirdos
The old saw about B-sides is that they contain the best and worst of an artist's output, that B-sides are where artists do their wackiest experimentation and often hide their best gems. Gorillaz' recent D-Sides, which plays on the name of their sophomore album, 2005's Demon Days, has a tall order to approach the imagination of that album. But even an unspoken invitation to be as wild as they want to be only benefits a group that already flouts any rule it can. From the two massive discs offered on D-Sides, every listener can cull a single convenient disc of their favorite tracks. There are a good deal of winners ("We Are Happy Landfill," "Hongkongaton") and some solid remixes (DFA's, Metronomy's). There are some duds, too, with plenty of genre exercises and tracks so heavily stylized they're only judgable on an entirely individual basis. Matt Martin Saul Williams
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