| Uh-Oh | 
 enlarge | Artist: David Byrne
Label: Sire / London/Rhino
Category: Music
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Avg. Customer Rating:  15 reviews
Sales Rank: 19287
Media: Audio CD
Discs: 1
Shipping Weight (lbs): 0.2
Dimensions (in): 5.6 x 5 x 0.5
UPC: 075992679923
EAN: 0075992679923
ASIN: B000002LS5
Release Date: March 3, 1992
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| Tracks:
| • | Now I'm Your Mom | | • | Girls on My Mind | | • | Something Ain't Right - David Byrne, Allen, Terry | | • | She's Mad | | • | Hanging Upside Down | | • | A Walk in the Dark | | • | Twistin' in the Wind | | • | The Cowboy Mambo (Hey Lookit Me Now) | | • | Monkey Man | | • | A Million Miles Away | | • | Tiny Town | | • | Somebody |
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 Still Sounds Good July 6, 2007
0 out of 1 found this review helpful
As far as a pop album goes, this is a very well produced album. I'll admit I am biased as I was subjected to this at a good time in my life. However, I think you'll find some excellent production quality and musicianship. Such songs as "Monkey Man" display very good composition and choice of sound. If you enjoyed Talking Heads catchy tunes, I think you'll like this. Regardless of ego or reasons for the fallout of TH, Byrne has chosen professional musicians to execute his dream. All around a very good play.
Forever praise the crude cartoon dog! January 22, 2007
3 out of 5 found this review helpful
Pop stars rarely outgrow their first success. Type-cast Medusa fashion into rigid icons, they struggle against loyal worshippers who seek their own immortality by freeze-drying the symbols of their melting youth in an ageless wax museum. Elvis' fans sought this kind of preservation. They didn't really want him to grow up. But his expanding girth and failing health reminded his followers that their time too would arrive. So a mourning generation youthified and resurrected him in a pantheon of impersonators more numerous than Hindu Gods. Mummified in stage lights, the King still lives unchanged.
Few pop culture icons avoid this suspended animation of perpetual youth. The remaining Beatles appear far more as the 1960s loveable mop tops than the old men they have become. Images of the young Diana Ross outnumber recent photos of her by an enormous margin. Obituaries of celebrities from bygone eras always sport a historic photo (see Lillian Gish, Janet Leigh, Sandra Dee; the media does allow men to age somewhat, but not most women). All of this suggests that change and age remain anathema in the realm of entertainment. Enter facial surgery, various bodily implants, and the incessant emphasis on a star's single most successful hit song, movie, or persona.
Somehow David Byrne evaded most of this mess. His polymorphic career has embraced change, experimentation, and intelligence. Even his previous band, Talking Heads, morphed from release to release. Some have called the transition from the albums "Fear of Music" to "Remain in Light" the most radical transformation ever accomplished by a rock band. Once Byrne went solo in 1989, he continued his incessant exploration. "Rei Momo," expanding on the Talking Heads' final album "Naked," plunged head first into Latin music styles. Some reveled in the blaring horns and hip gyrating rhythms. Others, maybe inspired by cultural freeze-drying, bemoaned that the quirky king of rock's fringe had abdicated. In 1992, those same querulous types welcomed Byrne's second solo album, "Uh-Oh," with wide open limbs. Why? Because "Uh-Oh" sported music more akin to Talking Heads than "Rei Momo."
From the pulsating discotheque sounds that launch the album, it becomes clear that "Uh-Oh" is no "Rei Momo II." "Now I'm Your Mom" celebrates sex change as a natural and even a beautiful human act. "I was your dad," Byrne sings, then rockets his voice into squeaky falsetto for the line "Now I'm your mom!" The song's infectious grooves will even have hardcore conservatives caroling about the joys of transsexuality. "Girls On My Mind" delves into the straight man's psyche via a demented honky tonk beat. Byrne sent the ominous "Something Ain't Right" to the brilliant Tom Zé for arranging. Zé's contributions include the whistles, groans, tweets, and flutters that pervade the song. In the song's angry climax, Byrne shouts to the sky "come on down you old fart let's see if you've got a heart!" "She's Mad," the closest Byrne has come to a solo hit, received ample airplay on alternative stations. The song's video featured then shockingly novel digital morphing effects. Byrne becomes a house, a sheep, a bunny, amongst other things. "Hanging Upside Down" explores the ups and downs, but mostly the downs, of mall culture. "Tiny Town" revisits the theme Byrne expounded in "The Big Country." It still doesn't sound like he'd live there if you paid him.
The album's not so subtle cover depicts a horde of angels praising a rather crude Snoopy-esque cartoon dog on a throne. Uh-Oh, indeed.
"Uh-Oh" remains one of Byrne's most enjoyable solo efforts. It covers new ground while incorporating African and Latin American styles. The album also carried on his tradition of transformation. "Uh-Oh" sounds different than any of his other releases. Nonetheless, his career has had a strange consistency to it and "Uh-Oh" fits right in. Square peg square hole. Byrne somehow seems exempt from the mainstream mantra of sameness. His subsequent releases, four to date, exemplify this. Who could freeze-dry this guy? Impossible. Plus, Byrne has allowed age to catch up. He now sports a head full of spiky gray mad scientist hair. He lives on, changed, and, like everyone, forever changing.
David's Best Solo Album January 24, 2006
3 out of 3 found this review helpful
I am surprised this album doesn't get more praise. It was glanced over. A shame because songs like "Something Ain't Right" and "Twistin In The Wind" are the best he's ever written. Maybe it is because side two only contains two immediate standout winners. The rest does grow on you though and overall this is a masterpiece. If you buy one David Byrne record this is an easy choice.
This album is amazing August 12, 2005
4 out of 4 found this review helpful
This is the greatest piece of music I have ever heard. Out of my 300 cds, I listen to it the most. It is great to work out to, to drive to, to do anything to. I've been listening to it for 12 years and still find sneaky little percussion nuances that I didn't realize were there. Everything else by Talking Heads and byrne solo, while still brilliant, is not on the same plane. Hilarious lyrics, irresistable grooves, totally original songwriting, white hot rhythm, a masterpiece. When was the last time a song made you feel angst ridden and ecstatic at the same time? "Something ain't right" does.
Heads....We Don't Need No Stinkin' Heads April 29, 2005
3 out of 4 found this review helpful
This is by far my favourite David Byrne album. And as mentioned above, there was little traditional promotion for this album. However, the videos are all gems. (Too bad - my VHS copy of a Muchmusic spotlight which ran them all is faded and finally wore out. DVD pretty please.) She's Mad got a lot of airplay and a nomination at the MTV video awards. But Girls on my Mind and Hanging Upside Down are classic vids as well.
This is an album that dispite its varied influences and mixing of music styles flows from beginning to end so well that you could have it on repeat and not get tired of it. And I dare not to sing to it when no one is around.(Hey , Look at Us now. hey look at us now. Look at us n-n-n-now . Hey Hey hey!)
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