Juke Box Jury – 25/06/18

Six months of Juke Box Jury has passed us by! I’ve reviewed a lot of music. Some of it glorious, some just good, and some absolutely atrocious. After none of last week’s tracks made it in to the Top 100, let’s see what this week has in store…

First up is ‘No Regrets’ from Louis York featuring the Shindellas. This has got a bit of funk going on. There’s a hint of Michael Jackson about this song, I must say. Louis York is a duo from the USA, not someone I’ve heard of before, but, dare I say it, on the basis of this track, I might be curious enough to investigate further… This could be a HIT. And I’m not having any regrets in choosing this to review.


The second track of the week is ‘I Don’t Know’ by Paul McCartney. You remember him? He was quite big in the Sixties, the Seventies, the Eighties, the Nineties, The Noughties, and again now. This is part of a two track release along with ‘Come On To Me’. This is a pleasant song to listen to, reminding me of his more recent output rather than harking back to his Beatles or Wings efforts. Can it be a hit? Potentially. Will it be a hit? MAYBE.


The third offering is ‘Boom Goes The Cannon’ from Mobb Deep. This is apparently inspired by the Musical ‘Hamilton’ which apparently is a musical featuring rap and hip-hop that tells the story of Alexander Hamilton, one of founding fathers of the USA. Now, I’ve featured other tracks from this genre over the last 6 months, and I have to admit, this is probably one of the better ones I’ve listened to. Mobb Deep consisted of two fellas, one of which has since died, but that’s beside the point. I don’t think this will be a hit, more a MISS.


Track four of this week is ‘Talk Is Cheap’ by JMSN. This is another one with a bit of a groove going on. JMSN is one dude – Christian Berishaj, who, according to his Wikipedia entry, is a singer/songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, producer, engineer and mixer. So, a jack of all trades. Is he a master of any? If he wants to sound like Justin Timberlake, then he’s hit the nail on the head. It will be a MISS, mostly because I don’t think there’s a following.


And so, to the last of this week’s new tracks. ‘Festival Music’ is by We The Kings. Apparently, We The Kings have been going for over ten years. I’ve never heard of them. They must be shit then, right? Bingo! I’m not sure what they’re trying to sound like with this song, but they sound bad. Really bad. If this makes it into the charts, I will buy the album. I’m so confident that this will be a MISS.


Right. Now for the classic chart tune. On this very day in 1956, The King, or Elvis Presley as he was still known as back then was at Number Two with this iconic track – ‘Heartbreak Hotel’. Enjoy.


The Saturday Shuffle – Week 11

Another Saturday means another shuffle extravaganza is upon us. Thanks to the magic of technology, I’m actually busy doing something else right now, but here are the five tracks my phone shuffle threw up this week (not literally, of course)…

  1. Grown Ocean – The Fleet Foxes. Another of my favourite bands, the Fleet Foxes are just brilliant. This is the last track from their second album, ‘Helplessness Blues’, and it’s a treat.
  2. The World Tonight – Paul McCartney. Remember when it was the cool thing to mock Mr McCartney for ‘selling out’? Well, the Beatles Anthology thing came along and the next year, we got his ‘Flaming Pie’ album full of groovy tracks like this.
  3. Simple – Nick Harper. More of the magnificent Mr Harper. This is a simple song about simple stuff. It’s a little over-produced (I’m a sucker for his live act), but still a great song.
  4. Across The Universe – The Beatles. Carrying on with yet another brilliant song, this is one of John Lennon’s spiritual tracks written during the Rishikesh stay when they were all seeking a meaning to everything. There is a sub-standard cover version currently doing the rounds on a Samsung advert.
  5. Return To Sender – Elvis Presley. Remember the days when you had to write a letter to people in order to tell them things? Well, this is a song about writing to that special someone, only for the damned letters to come back to you, unopened. Call it unrequited love, or maybe just a crap postman…

And that is the end of that. With the start of the football season now upon us, this is the last shuffle for the time being – my Saturday afternoons will be filled with avoiding football…