Tracy Johnson

This San Diego-based singer songwriter’s voice in track one has a real unpolished prettiness about it, like a Caucasian Tracy Chapman. But track 2, “(You Gave Me) Faith In Hollywood,” is way too happy/sappy/syrupy. Unfortunately the rest of the CD sounds lackluster as well. “Bittersweet,” ““Hurricane,” “Ruby Slippers,” these songs are sugar-pop that appear uninspired and are without any real risk taking. I’d like to see this gorgeous redhead let her hair down, drop the church special performer persona and rough it up. She’s got the looks and vocal chops to make a better impression – now all she needs is the boldness of a star to go with it and shine. Hey Tracy dear, let’s see you write a song about getting drunk after a show and having sex in the tour van. Loosen up, baby. The world’s not looking for another would-be Amy Grant. [tracyjohnsonmusic.com] [myspace.com/tracyjohnson] RR

Tracy Johnson

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