RSSPlayboy, July 1989
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| Marshall Crenshaw is one of the endless line of "pop" geniuses whoaren't very popular. Each of the three albums after his 1982 debutsold a little worse than the one before it, and although Crenshawnever lost his touch, each seemed more confused and depressed. NotGood Evening (Warner Bros.). Having given up on servicingthe pop market outside, he's free to express the pop sensibilityinside--still sweet and ecstatic, he mourns the romantic certaintiesof a bespectacled adolescence more knowingly with every year. Writingless and singing plenty, Crenshaw takes over songs by Richard Thompson(sarcastic), John Hiatt (lost), and Bobby Fuller (transcendent),with the sincere soul that always underpinned his harmonies nowdominant. Chances are this one won't sell either--Warners quicklypicked its worst and most "commercial" cut as the single, and itstiffed. But that's secondary--he'll be pop till he dies. Playboy, July 1989
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