C Note is claiming to bring a Different Kind Of Love. All of the sexual innuendo that they are spreading certainly separates them from the Backstreet Boys and NSYNC, even if it is just a little bit. Still, it’s still better than nothing.
A perfect example is “Wait Till I Get Home”, where the chorus rolls on “wait till I get home for that sweet, sweet lovin’.” There is also a Latin flavor that will have all of the Ricky Martin fans jumping ship for the four guys of C Note. And although C Note claims to have formed long before Trans Continental Management got their hands on them, I find it hard to swallow. I smell another ‘made’ band, much like NSYNC and the Spice Girls. The album’s title track is probably the only song really worth mentioning. The worst part about that statement is that “Different Kind Of Love” isn’t even a really good song.
If all the other boy bands are shooting for the twelve to seventeen-year-old crowd, these guys are definitely setting their sights higher. They might actually get some college gals listening to them. Okay, maybe not, but their songs are much more mature than most of the slush we have to wade through on the radio today. Too bad maturity alone can’t save this album. It’s just way too boring and monotonous to listen to more than once.
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