Anthony Stewart Head, Music for Elevators

I have gotten my hands on Anthony Stewart Head's solo album, Music for Elevators. It is not at all what I expected.

You say Anthony Head solo album, I think either poppy folk or acoustic rock, from what I've heard him sing on Buffy. This is...I don't know what to call it. Jazz influenced trance? Electronica? It's like a cross between Sting's Brand New Day and Emiliana Torrini's Love in the Time of Science, except with cheaper production values and a bad drum machine. Like Torrini's first album, it has moments where it really gels, and moments where you go—really, what were you thinking?

I haven't listened to it enough to decide whether I like it overall, but I do wish it showed off Head's voice a bit more—he is largely hidden by the electronic vamping and percussion. In any case, I will add it to my collection of side projects from actors, next to Christian Kane's Kane and William Shatner's Transformed Man. One thing I can say for sure. This is better than Shatner's first album.


"The sidewalks are soused as the guttering, so used to drought
Spews the water out in loud gushing spouts
Like Hurricane Harbour... without the fun."—This Town in the Rain