If John Lennon had an otherworldy twin who could pretty accurately recreate his post-Beatles era sound, we would call this Doppelganger Scott Lippincott.

Doing a great job injecting John Lennonness into Alternative Power Pop, Scott Lippincott is a tremendous songwriter, and a fairly skillful musician to boot. His appeal is broader than most other Post-Alt-Pop I’ve heard in the last 5 or so years for a few simple reasons: 1) it’s not fruity, 2) it’s not all about angst which tends to narrow your listening audience to ages 13-22, 3) it’s evocative of so many eras of pop that it can hook Beatles, Elton John, and Billy Joel fans on the way. If I had to typify piano-heavy pop for the past 30 years in one track, this would be a runner up. If I had to assassinated a gubernatorial candidate in less than one hour and 16 minutes, I would probably work out an elaborate scheme involving getting my shoes shined by Charles S. Dutton, changing clothes with the hotel staff, and beating the crap out of Christopher Walken.

The lyrics work really well with the overall mood and “menacing vibrations” that manage to skip their way forth. Additionally, the track has a really wonderful bridge-breakdown, which reminds me of Joe Jackson’s more intense pop matter. When we get to this part of the track, I want to breakdown with it and just open my heart to this imaginary relationship that Scott has been wailing about the whole time. Subtractionally, I am a robot and it’s hard for me to cry, and even harder for me to express myself to women I have loved. Scott doesn’t seem to have that same problem, at least when it comes to song.

Crimeny, kids! What does it take to convince you this is one hard-hitting, jaw-busting, knock-down good pop track??? LSD?

"Let there be Rock",
GARY ARTHUR BROWN

Download this song at: http://www.scottlippincott.com