William Steffey’s new album, “Roadstar,” will make your ears cry.
The synthesized music sounds reminiscent of the awful pop junk that infected radio stations throughout the 80s. Songs like “Snowangels” and “Healing No. 4” test the bounds of how much “musicians” can depend on their keyboards for quality beats.
This taxing of the electronics is most prevalent on the instrumental track, “World’s Tallest Building.”
The lack of musical talent would almost be forgivable if Steffey could sing. But he can’t. The vocals sound strained, and he takes himself far too seriously.
Maybe someday people will spend their hard earned money on yet another compilation of techno dance music, like “Now This Is Music,” which will surely feature Steffey’s music prominently. That’s the only way anyone of taste should ever be trapped into buying this album.
-Amy M. Bruce
Tuesday, May 7, 2002
Hello Amy, Thanks much for taking the time to review my Roadstar cd. I’m glad you liked the quality beats. To set the record straight, those loops are built from scratch- but it’s the real drum kit I’m playing on both those tracks that give them their real punch. As far as awful pop junk and shitty voice, well, you got me there.
Thanks again and good luck with your future endeavors,