Slowly Learning...

So I was told that I had to review this album, and after puting around with the link for the free listen I finally got it to work. To some extent I almost wish I hadn't. This is the kind of music that is so bad that it's good, until you realize that there is a whole CD of this music, at which point it takes a major plumit into the deep recesses of suck. If someone as tone deaf and lacking in vocal skills as I am (I couldn't stay on key in a hip-hop track) can tell right off the bat that Hung can't sing then anyone can. There is a certain novelty in listening to a Asian man, with no vocal talent at all, trying to sing Latin pop hits over poorly done semi-midi backing instrumentation (I swear they somehow found a way to take a midi song and make it sound like something out of an old NES game, except without the campy bonus), but that novelty wears off fast. If it hasn't worn off by the 3rd track then it'll definitely be gone by the time he starts in on Hotel California. The title is fitting, but not cause this is a CD of inspirational tracks. Insted anyone can find inspiration and hope in knowing that no matter how bad your singing is there is someone else out there that is worse than you, and he got a record deal! So buck up America, our country may be in the midst of an occupation, we may be going through that annoying time of elections, gas prices may be higher than ever, we may be all out of jobs, the economy may be taking a dive, but if you make a big enough ass of yourself on national TV you too can get your own record deal.