I thought she was perfectly adequate (and nothing more) when she was in The Tourists and covering "I Only Want to Be With You" but when she and Dave Stewart left that band to form the Eurythmics it became very clear that Stewart was the one with the brains and the creativity. By the time of her inevitable solo career, she was just middle of the road pablum trying to disguise herself as slightly edgy under a #2 blade buzzcut and a Krazy Kolors dye job.
Fade in, fade out and she releases that execrable covers album and *I* get stuck for hours on hold with some tech support somewhere and I have to listen to the ENTIRE thing front-to-back, I am not kidding, four times through. That twee voice chirping an unnecessary remake of the overplayed "Whiter Shade of Pale"? Isn't the original version awful enough? I wanted to gouge out my own brain. It was utter torture.
Couple that with her outrageously puffed up opinion of herself that is backed up with almost no output, what does she record once a decade and do the occasional charity broadcast?, and you have one of my very least favorite performers of all time.
I know it's unkind to admit that it was the one rock star plane crash I was actually looking forward to, but YOU listen to that covers album four times through and you deal with the post-traumatic stress of that and see if you don't end up abhoring Annie Lennox with every fiber of your being, too!
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