WHAT YOU KNOW HIM FOR: Fecal fetish.
BUT WHAT ABOUT THE REST OF THE ALBUM?
Okay, yes, this blog entry exists solely for a poop joke. Technically, Scatman John had another hit, but I bet you can’t name it without the aid of Google. So as far as I’m considered, he qualifies.
Scatman’s World is apparently a concept album about a magical place called Scatland. Which makes me wonder why it isn’t called Scatland instead? Is Scatland a country on Scatman’s World? Is this planet near Spice World?
One thing is for certain, though. This is a world dictated by two things: overwhelming positivity and scat singing. No, really. Every song follows the same formula. Verses reminiscent of those motivational speakers your school would herd into the auditorium for, followed by choruses of scat lyrics that are less embarrassing. All over generic early 90s dance beats.
Lately, I feel my blog entries have been getting too long, but this one will probably stay short. Six tracks in, and I don’t foresee any deviations that will be worth commenting on.
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And I was right.
FINAL VERDICT: As far as dystopian futures go, Scatland isn’t the most dystopian. But I still prefer Spice World. Ginger Spice is hot.
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