SONG REVIEW: Hey Baby

SONG REVIEW: Hey Baby
“Darkly dancing across the keys, Kenny Bunco and the 12 Notes’ “Hey Baby” brings a Bluesy, Jazzy sound to life beneath a lyrical depiction of mortal beauty wrapped up in indulgence and fatigue – couching observations of recklessness and self-abuse in the appreciative double-entendre depiction of an angel about to take flight! 

     The feel and flow of “Hey Baby” is mesmerizing! Sparingly applied keys sit well in the mix with walking bass and dutiful drums in order to give rise to Ken Hurley’s uniquely engaging vocal tones – illustrating a portrait of a woman approaching the end of her rope with reckless abandon through characteristically colorful and stylistically gripping deliveries. Ceaselessly moving piano carries the torch between verses, maintaining a brilliant balance between levity and languish in keeping with the theme.  Skillful performances keep the pace brisk and the vibe strong as the nearly improvisational tone of Ken’s lyrical flow holds listeners rapt!

     Flirtatiously darker themes and accompanying musical drives lie at the core of “Hey Baby” – making it easily accessible to fans of more experimental and independent versions of Blues and Rock and especially to those that enjoy well-played piano at the center!

     Kenny Bunco and the 12 Notes’ Love and… shows a diverse range of stylistic ability and a genuine creativity at the helm – prompting eager ears towards whatever the artist produces next! Excellent work! – Jon Wright

About the Reviewer:
Jon Wright is a trained multi-instrumentalist, vocalist, and music educator with nearly twenty years of experience in the field.

By kenhurley88

Born in a charity hospital for the indigent on the lower east side of New York City. Adopted. Lived a good life in Brooklyn, Seaford, Tenafly, Jacksonville, Manhattan, Weehawken, Jax Beach, Austin, and Wyandotte. Been a thousand other places and back. When I was 17 years alive I hitchhiked around the USA beginning in Hackensack enroute to San Francisco and points south eventually ending in New York City on a deadheading Greyhound bus whose driver stopped on Route 80 to pick me up in Youngstown Ohio after I spent the night in a kind family's guest room. And so, my sense of traveling with a purpose and enjoying the company of people I just met began. Want to go there again and more. Lovin' life. Lovin' love. Lovin' you! "Music makes poetry lyrical" -ken