AS TREVOR Horn amply
illustrated when he hoisted Thereza and
David Van Thing to stardom a sense
of style and economy in lyrics and the
opposite in production can lead one into
realms of grippingly dynamic pop music.
Left to their own devices, Dollar were
always grindingly ordinary. It is this
ordinariness which Thereza continues to
explore on her first solo album.
terrible but simply lacks the vision and
ambition that might make it leap from the
speakers and into the brain. She sounds
at best like Madonna and at worst like a
baby seal. Most of the songs are
perfunctory renderings of cliches mated
to a studio technique never adventurous
enough to be enticing.