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Pru
Pru
By Steven Fullwood
Pru’s debut self-titled CD is interesting. It appears to have all the
elements for a successful album-good music, positively wonderful singing and provocative
lyrics. Still, after listening to this Houston-native pour out heart and soul on 13 very
similar sounding joints, I decided to read her lyrics more closely and I think I’ve
discovered what troubles me.
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Pru is far too aware of herself to deliver the solidly
soulful, lyrically complex album her debut promises. As a lyricist, she tends to cram a
lot into a song, sometimes much more than needed. One example is in “Prophecy of a
Flower” where she sings “Spirits die in the sunrise/flowers dying like your love
in my eyes/butterflies pollinate my life with wind/now you live in the heart sorrow’s
growing in.” Huh?
It’s one thing to be deep, it's another to cop a deep posture and sadly, Pru strikes
me as a poseur. After a few spins, I wondered if her sweet, thick voice would be better
off singing songs that she didn’t write.
Nearly every song on the album talks about love gone awry that adds to the album’s
overall morose vibe. Sister recalls those sad memories and appears to be marinating in
them. Pru hasn’t gotten over anything and she’s just dying to tell you about how
much it hurt. From the first single “Candles” to her cover of Sade’s
“Smooth Operator,” she’s a tortured soul. Unfortunately, through her
ambitious yet lacking debut, Pru has successfully transferred that torture to the
listeners. M
March 2001
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