Peter Gallagher can sing.
Wait? Who’s Peter Gallagher? Perhaps if I called his new CD, 7 Days in Memphis
, Sandy Cohen Sings The Blues instead you might recognize him. Yeah, the dad guy from The O.C.
Peter has been around a long time, and he’s done broadway… Guys & Dolls, Hair… and so when he busted out the vocals on The O.C., people who knew his history weren’t surprised. However, him winding up with a record contract still is a little bit out of left field. 7 Days in Memphis is a collections of old blues and soul songs, mostly lesser known, infrequently covered tunes. And the man can sing. Oh, he’s not going to win any Grammys I don’t think, but he does know how to work the microphone. To be honest, I put this on my Christmas list on a lark, not thinking anyone would get it for me… I mean, Anthony Stewart Head’s Music for Elevators
has been on there for two years and no one has put that one under the tree yet. Anthony Stewart Who? Giles, from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Anyway, I figured Peter’s album would rot there on the list too, but wonder of wonders on Christmas morning I unwrapped this little gem. Since then, I’ve listened to the album about a dozen times, and I really like it…
Here’s to hoping he goes on tour during the summer break for The O.C. instead of doing some movie or something…
What impresses me most about Peter Gallagher’s singing ability is his capcity for multitasking. There was some movie–I want to say a Coen Brothers Film like Hudsucker Proxy, maybe–where Peter has a microphone, a cigarette, and a martini glass all in his hands. He is one sauve fuck, to quote Dennis Hopper.