The Thrill
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|  #1 Posted on 16.9.04 0505.48 | Instant Rating: 4.25 | 
The musical apocalypse is upon us: Regis Sings!
I mean, I know the guy is a big, big Dean Martin fan and all, but oy gevalt. Do ya think Kathie Lee got him a discount on overseas cover printing costs? (ba-dum-bum)
Look for the commercial airing overnights on ABC's World News Now. And pray for humanity.
Star wipe, and...we're out.
Thrillin' ain't easy.
THE THRILL
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|  #2 Posted on 16.9.04 0818.56 | Instant Rating: 7.53 | This is probably no worse than Joe Pesci's horrible CD from a few years back.
And Reege is the king.
Sometimes, when I get drunk I fall down and lose my money... | Dexley's Midnight Jogger
Pepperoni
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| #3 Posted on 16.9.04 0821.20 | Instant Rating: 8.12 | | He did an album back in 1968 (amazon.com) as well. It's Regis Time! | Roy.
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| #4 Posted on 16.9.04 0846.24 | Instant Rating: 5.54 | | Supposedly his casino tours during the summer consist of him singing a whole bunch of songs and telling funny stories. My grandmother and mother say he's got a very good voice (hey, they gotta use their comps for something!). | Brian P. Dermody
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| #5 Posted on 16.9.04 1115.05 | Instant Rating: 9.01 | At the crappy record store where I worked all summer, our blues/jazz/classical/latin/world/christian/gospel/country/folk/soundtrack/easy listening/comedy/childrens floor had a very strict playlist. On this playlist was an about so unbelievably schmaltzy that over a 3 month span of employment went from unlistenable pap to kitsch classic and back. That album?
This one.
It's every lounge cliche in the book. It's dreadful and atrocious and sometimes it's just what you need to hear. You know, when you just can't listen to any more Booby Darin. Or Bobby Vinton. But you're not ready for Bobby Goldsboro.
You can't spell "AWOL" without "W"
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