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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