Being a traditionalist, about some things at least, I always cringe
when popular songs go transgender. You know what I mean: the song
clearly written from a woman's point of view that some guy just
has to make his own, with slightly modified lyrics that
attempt to make it sound like something better than a hack job. I
even remember, or at least think I remember, a male singer attempting
to do this gender reassignment on
Helen
Reddy's classic (a word I use in the most ironic sense)
I
Am Woman. Even at a most uncritical age, I think I actually
shivered.
But that's a big part of The Dan Band's shtick, at least on
this album. Every track was made famous by a female singer. And
every one tells a story that doesn't make a lot of sense when
reinvented for the penily endowed. Which is the joke, of course. And
one that works kind of well, if it could use a few fewer F-bombs along
the way. There's even a little Helen Reddy here, although you don't
get to hear that in the 30 second sample.
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