Here in lies my biggest issue. Everyone sounds beautiful, but there is absolutely no emotion, with the exception of an occasional scream. There is a glaring preoccupation with perfection, that doesn't allow the power of the material to shine. As a child, one of the things that made me fall in lifelong love with this work is the gut wrenching realness, and incredible raw emotion of the original Broadway recording. I defy anyone to not get choked up listening to the closing moments. In complete contrast, this newest recording is gorgeous, but almost entirely vacant. The material deserves better. An inexcusable disappointment.
As a much less important final critique, what the living hell is with this cover art. What happened to the classic image? Could this be any lazier? Gross.
