


Sheryl Crow has made a name for herself by writing music in her unique way. Refusing to conform to the modern standards of pop and rock, Sheryl Crow has written her own brand of folk/pop/rock/country just because all she wants to do “is have some fun.”
Sheryl Crow’s latest album, “C’mon, C’mon,” is similar to her earlier efforts. She acknowledges this in the first song on the album, “Steve McQueen”: “I wanna rock and roll this party. I still want to have some fun.” “McQueen” is actually one of the better songs of the album due to its classic guitar lick. The track rocks out while criticizing pop-culture.
The next song on the album, “Soak up the Sun,” was the first single off the album. An easy-paced rock song, “Soak” is perhaps the most fun song on the album. As she does on the first track, Sheryl writes like a woman enjoying herself on “Soak.”
The guest appearances on this album are impressive. In the case of the third song, “You’re an Original,” the guest is Lenny Kravitz. Fresh off his own release, the voices of Crow and Kravitz complement each other beautifully. The song, another tongue-in-cheek criticism of pop culture, is also one of the better on the album. “Hole in my Pocket,” sounds suspiciously like “Original,” without the good lyrics and guest vocals.
Crow also tries a few ballads, mostly about lost or forbidden love. These are some of the weaker songs on the album, the strongest probably being “Safe and Sound.” A song about lost love, the track is of the most passionately sung on the whole album, although Crow’s weak soprano doesn’t hold the melody convincingly.
The other two slow songs, “Abilene” (with Natalie Maines) and “Weather Channel,” are wholly weak and uninspired. Both songs are sung without conviction and make the listener not even want to listen to the lyrics.
The poorest tracks on the album are “It’s So Easy” (with Don Henley) and “Over You.” The two songs are out of place on Crow’s album. With cheesy melodic lines and predictable chord patterns, both songs, especially “Easy,” sound like early ’90s love songs by Celine Dion or Whitney Houston. Even the lyrics are sickeningly familiar and reek of clich