Leo the Lion
A few weeks ago while cruising eMusic, I happened upon the work of Ted Leo and the Pharmacists, a straight-up rock songwriter from New Jersey. Apparently he’s been around for a little while, since he has a few albums out, but how he escaped my notice till now is a mystery I can only attribute to approaching old age and fading hipness.
This guy is good. Really good. Paul Westeberg (Replacements)-in-his-prime good, which is to say, about as great a rock songwriter and performer as America has seen in the past 20 years. He’s got less punk in him than Westerberg, who was really snotty in his early years. Musically, he is more reminiscent of the “New Wave” sound of the late 70s, particularly Graham Parker, The Jam and the early Pretenders. His normal singing voice and delivery bears a marked resemblance to Joe Jackson, another prominent influence, although he is prone to bounce up to a bumble-bee falsetto to add melodic variety. As a lyricist, he is perpetually clever and inventive, if not especially profound. His talent is evident from line to line, as he surprises with unexpected wordplay, complemented with an intense, passionate delivery and some unspeakably catchy hooks.
Leo practices a form of rock-craft seldom seen anymore these days. I’m told he was on Conan O’Brien last night, though I missed it and forgot to record it (sorry, Guy – but there may be a rerun), and he’s in Seattle over the weekend. Hopefully this is a sign of rising popularity. It would be nice to see intelligent, unpretentious guitar-based rock and roll make a comeback. If it does, Ted Leo and the Pharmacists are about as good a choice as any to lead the charge.
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