From the land of piano key miniskirts, heart-shaped sunglasses, sequined tops, legwarmers and midnight druids, comes ENID, a/k/a Enid Levine. Having had a taste of the big time with a minor 80’s hit (Enid wrote the song “Hi-Fidelity” from the soundtrack of the TV show “Fame”) this is apparently Enid’s stab at even greater glory with a studio record. The results are… revealing.
Consider the following lyrics:
I remember when you were parkin’ cars / Now you think you’re hot stuff playin’ lead guitar (”American Love”)
or these:
Drownin’ in self pity like a circus clown / Whimperin’ and whinin’ / Wake up; the sun in shinin’ / And I can’t like a man who likes to be kicked around (”Kicked Around”)
or even these:
You traded me in for a new model / And trashed the love we had / And you know it makes me sad (”New Model”)
I think we can safely assume that Enid was recently dumped, and dumped for… oh, I don’t know, a model, maybe? But this is also an album of hope, for as Enid herself sings:
You gotta be your own hero / You gotta have something worth fighting for / Go out and find you gotta find your own dream now (”Be Your Own Hero”)
And failing that; there’s always cheap sex:
Night Caller, you sound so fine / Tell me what to do to make you mine / Smokey conversation, gotta let it go / Cause I’m lyin’ here alone / Waitin’ by the phone (”Night Caller”)
Please me, tease me, tie me down / I wanna feel everything / You play the officer–bring me in / Callin’ room service / Send me up some love (”Passion on the Run”)
Musically, here’s an album that covers just about every 80’s music cliché: get ready for overdriven guitars, soaring synths, a healthy dose of Fender Rhodes, and the occasional calypso beat (and/or whipshot.) And if that doesn’t do it for you, there’s always Enid’s hottt (with three T’s) piano key mini-skirt. I have no idea what the druids are all about, though.
If anyone knows anything further about Enid, I’d sure love to hear it.
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I think my favorite is the keyboard skirt because you can almost make out a money shot there. I’d love to play a few double-handed chords on her!
I imagine THIS is what my parents were ripping each others’ clothes off to one fateful evening in the early 80s.
Oh, c’mon, your parents were surely sexier than THAT. They were probs. gettin’ it on to Ashford ‘n Simpson.
Actually, they’re not sexier than that. But it was probably Peaches and Herb, or quite possibly Jonny Mathis, chances are.
if you really want to hear some more of enid go to http://www.littlemaestros.com/site/ and let the music play!