This is much like the last album The Monkees
, but with a bit more suck.
There are nine producers, and without the presence of Boyce and Hart, there's no coherence or personality - it's just a bunch of Monkees songs, most of them poorly-recorded and raggedly-played.
A lot of the tracks sound like half-songs, with cookie-cutter melodies and choruses that seem like afterthoughts, though whilst Nesmith's "The Kind of Girl I Could Love" also fits that description, it's more sincere than the rest.
Most of the songs are individually enjoyable, yet also flat and lifeless, making for a heck of a thin album. And the band reach their all-time low with the spoken word crapfest "The Day We Fall In Love" (with pandering to our fans).
Still, there are a number of Monkees classics here - the inferior-but-still-cool album remix of "(I'm Not Your) Steppin' Stone", and two perfect pop/rock songs written by closet genius Neil Diamond - the everpresent "I'm A Believer", and the clever driving "Look Out (Here Comes Tomorrow)".
I hate just listing tracks, because it really makes for a choppy review, but More of The Monkees
is nothing but a barrel of songs. There are some genuine songwriting highs, but almost no Monkee magic to be found.Rated:
by Reviewer: Cosmic Ben