Before
Apollo Smile became a minor, very minor, celebrity as the "World's First Live Action Anime Hero," she was a humble live action recording artist. She began her career hanging around with
the Pooh Sticks and their creator Steve Gregory of Fierce records fame, and the same winking, self-referential approach to pop music that served them so well also serves
Apollo Smile well here. Her self-titled debut is a bubbling, wacked out hippie funk record that will leave you alternately shaking what your momma gave you and wiping the tears of laughter away. Songs like the storming,
Bill Laswell-produced,
AC/DC sampling "Thunderbox," the perfect summer funk jam "Dune Buggy," "I Want You to Love Me," and "Peace Sign" are marvelously mindless and fun examples of bubblegum early-'90s style. She and producer Freddie Richmond, Jr. create a sweet, silly atmosphere that is very conducive to the state of happiness. The laughter comes into play on the seriously weird "Friends," which finds the possibly too drunk to funk
Johnny "Guitar" Watson dueting with
Apollo Smile on a drippy tune about being friends to the end. She keeps going on about what great friends they are while
Watson howls, "Friend, I'm your friend" over and over. There are also some wonderfully silly mystical songs, which allow
Apollo Smile the chance to espouse her philosophy. Her mantra throughout is "My name is Apollo, Child of the Sun" and on the blissful "Temple of Love," the peaceful "Peace Sign," and the brief spoken interlude "Theme (Reprise)" she talks about world peace, crystals, pink striped pussycats, and leaping elves. Unfortunately, she includes some more serious songs like the thudding ballad "Love Comes Your Way," the acid-jazz instrumental "Theme for All Nations," and the slight acid house instrumental "Hymn to the Sun." These less than wonderful tracks are still fun, though.
Apollo Smile is one of the true hidden gems of the '90s and it is one of the great shames of modern pop music that this was not a hit and that there was no follow-up album. Don't waste time lamenting what never was and what will never be and hit your local used CD emporium. If you are lucky you might find a copy of the disc propping the storeroom door open. ~ Tim Sendra