“There is no future in our frontman / There is no gracefulness to his song / There is no melody in his choir / And I refuse to sing / I refuse to sing along”: you don’t have to be a rocket scientist to figure out to which “frontman” Matthew E. White is referring to with his song “No Future in Our Front Man”.
The long-haired soul guru and manager of Spacebomb Records’s “call for resistance” against “the current political disaster” in the USA appears on the EPs No Future in Our Frontman, of which three volumes have been released that feature the same song by eighteen different artists.
This was right up the Richmond, Virginia-based singer Natalie Prass’s street, who provided her own version of the song. She’s an old school acquaintance of White and they have recorded two albums together. Prass’s 2015 debut record, 1970s pop with a dash of Karen Carpenter, complete with chirping vocals and Disney strings. And this year’s The Future and the Past, on which she succumbs to funk, soul, R&B, and tropicalia.
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