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Seeins as how I last saw the band a year ago in Pleasanton, it's hard to remember specifics. All you really need to know is that I will see them again this year. They simply keep you wanting to come back for more. There is only one word that can aptly describe their performance, and that word is "indescribable" Signed, One happy camper
The following was published in the Contra Costa (CA) Times, February 26, 1999.
Hot CoCoReconstituted Celtic Elvis as tart as they ever were
FRESH TRACKS
Pop/Rock
* WHAT: "Hard to Be Real"
* WHO: Celtic Elvis
* LABEL: Wildplum Records
* GRADE: B+
* CONCERT: Celtic Elvis performs 8 p.m. Saturday at the Amador Theater, 1155 Santa Rita Road, Pleasanton. $16. Call 925-229-2710. Also on the bill are the Edlos.
Celtic Elvis is what Broadway musicals would sound like if Tom Wolfe were president.
One of a handful of groups in the mid- to late-'80s that married the doo-wop tradition of close vocal harmony with cutting next-door neighbor," the refrain goes. That is, neighbors with dysfunctional marriages who own obnoxious dogs, deal drugs and burglarize your home.
The dissing continues in the title song. Ocean balances a sweet, poppy melody with this shot of vinegar: "Jessica's body is like chiffon;/she smooths it one fold at a time/But the surgical steel and the silicon/have had an effect on her mind./ When she's posing, she's looking so hot./But it's hard to be real when you're not."
The group returns to its a cappella roots for the 1950's-flavored "Help Me! Help Me! (I Think I'm Turning Into My Wife)" and finds a sort of Simon and Garfunkel groove for Westcott's "Celia." Martinez residents can take a weird sort of pride in "Singing in the Acid Rain," which includes a backhanded homage to Ocean's hometown.
So if you didn't buy a tape 10 years ago, if you find yourself thinking, "Gee, the Reagan years weren't half bad," get "Hard to Be Real" and get a reality check.
-- Mary Mazzocco, Times correspondent