I never liked Suzy Bai's voice much at all. I never could figure out what the big deal was about Suzy Bai. Kim was okay, but her reedy, weak voice got so old fast, and every female singer I knew seemed to have a need imitate her and it irritated the crap out of me.  Her wooos, aaaahhss, and ahieieieieaaahhs were trite, not stylish, and pretty boring after two songs.  Not much punch behind her voice either.  I think she spent way too much time in the high range when she didn't have it to sing there.  "Wild Nights" was a very disturbing song.

One Foundation Songs...Zzzzzzzzzz.  Reggae?  Puleeze. I liked some of them, don't get me wrong but I can't believe I sang so many of them. Then again, the premie band that I was in had our song list dictated to us by the community coordinator!  The One Foundation thing was mostly based on the "they are getting lots of darshan" mystique. When I played a tape for Tom when I first met him, he said politely, "Hmmm...did you ever like them?"  They were the musicians that the Lord had chosen as his favorites (wasn't it agya to like them?) so not much criticism was going to go their way, (except at our band practices in Hartford when no one else was around). 

I think that a lot of us premie musicians (especially trained ones) that were so much more talented may have silently resented them. The stifled musicans.  Those of us in the ashram, who secretly wanted to be playing clubs or had even bigger dreams than that, must have been thinking the same silent thoughts.  "What's so great about them?"  That the Lord picked them out over us.  Oh yeah.  Lila.

The northeastern U.S had some tremendous musical talent in all of the premie communities except for Michale Bolton (Bolotin)!  HA!  He just broke guitar strings all the time (couldn't play worth shit) and he sung until the veins were popping out of his overly-thick purple neck, which sat upon his very big red face.  I always thought,  that guy needs a vocal coach real bad because he's singing from his throat, he doesn't know how to breath right when he sings, and he's going to pop a blood vessel.  But, New Haven was very proud of him and in Hartford, we other premies were too.

Oh all those premie pop stars!  LOL!

Ooh, I'm being soooo catty.