YouÕve perhaps seen singer-composer Juliette
CommagˇreÕs glamorous visage on local stages with her husband,
Cooder, and their adventurous indie-rock combo, Hello Stranger. Maybe
youÕve heard her singing or seen her Keytar-slinging exploits with
Puscifer or Avenged Sevenfold. On her solo debut, Queens Die Proudly (Aeronaut Records), she
makes an especially savory kind of new pop where all of the
aforementioned interests combine and perhaps hint at the uncliched gifts
of the multihued Commagˇre.
another, better world, Queens would slay all
comers on its way to the top of the charts, given its memorable songs
bestowed with evocative layers and twists via CommagˇreÕs classically
designed structures and sensual Õ70s synth stylings. These songs gleam
and sparkle, encourage fertile daydreams. A looping berimbau on the
opening ŅHeartsÓ tantalizes with a kind of film-score Orientalism, which
bursts full-blown into a synth-strewn trip to the moon. It just plain sounds different.