Graham Reid | | <1 min read
This New York-based Argentinean singer-songwriter goes straight for the heart with barely sung ballads which ride gentle electronica soundbeds and acoustic guitars, with soft vocals (and some lady guests).
It sounds lightweight to the point of vapid to my ears, and I dislike this as much as I did his Panamericana album of a couple of years back which I never even bothered with at Elsewhere.
Dull, self-satisfied lounge music. This has been a consumer warning.
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Mick "Trick" Gentilli - Sep 20, 2009
Vapid? Graham, don't you get it? It's the women!!! Argentine women! They do it to us!! It's a wonder there's any soulful exoskeleton left once they take your heart. OMG it's so obvious. For Truly Vapid, you should listen to "Yanqui Beans" (but he can't, right Mimi?) LOLZ
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