More like a preacher than an entertainer, [Joel] continues to sing real-life soap opera ballads that rarely show any signs of imagination…. I'm tired of hearing stories about the pains of the lonely and the strife endured by angry young men, and about how rough it is to be a musician and have to play the piano in bars where horny divorcees come to diddle with their gin and tonics….
He does have a natural talent for writing good, poetic lyrics but he never puts enough guts into them, mostly because he's so pessimistic and spends a lot of time feeling sorry and apologizing for himself….
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