Los Angeles-based singer-songwriter Gary Calamar's album Odd Numb3rs And Slanted Rhymes is the kind of record that could turn up after a house was razed to the ground to make way for something new and ugly. His love for gentle melodies is both timeless and seriously out of step with is fashionable right now, but make no mistake: his lyrics will raise some eyebrows in stuck-up households who will cry wolf when they are being exposed to "Well, you can meditate while I masturbate. We'll see who finishes first". Music geeks will have field day collecting all the references he sneaked into songs.
Calamar's mix of power pop and psychedelica plus his way with words make Odd Numb3rs And Slanted Rhymes an album made by a fan of music for fans of music, provided they have a sense of humour. And as a respected music supervisor for TV he could get hold of Robyn Hitchcock, Maria Taylor and Mark Mothersbaugh who all said yes to his request to supply some backing vocals. The songs are easy on the ears for sure, but only careful listening will unveil all the layers of this tapestry of sounds and lyrical wit. He is a lovable smart ass, the kind of guy that who can derail a polite conversation with an off-the-cuff remark that people can't help laughing about.
