12 Songs, 42 Minutes

EDITORS’ NOTES

Named after a long-gone San Francisco punk club, Temple Beautiful is Chuck Prophet's tribute to the city he loves. He writes and sings like a beatnik: a West Coast Jim Carroll who essays vocals like he's on the firing line. "Museum of Broken Hearts" plays like a street-tough ballad that wouldn't be out of place on an album by David Johansen or Scott Kempner, while the title track rages with the fury of punk rock in its memory. Unlike the chroniclers of the Haight-Ashbury hippie dream, Prophet takes a gritty, near–East Coast approach to his tunes. The former member of Green on Red has always had a garage rocker's heart. "Willie Mays Is Up at Bat" remembers the legendary ballplayer, proving that even rockers occasionally make it into the afternoon sun for the American pastime. "White Night, Big City" nods to the murder of S.F. city supervisor Harvey Milk without making it obvious. Prophet's everyman voice is matched by a band that plays it similarly workmanlike. There are no flourishes, no attempts at prettifying the streets.

EDITORS’ NOTES

Named after a long-gone San Francisco punk club, Temple Beautiful is Chuck Prophet's tribute to the city he loves. He writes and sings like a beatnik: a West Coast Jim Carroll who essays vocals like he's on the firing line. "Museum of Broken Hearts" plays like a street-tough ballad that wouldn't be out of place on an album by David Johansen or Scott Kempner, while the title track rages with the fury of punk rock in its memory. Unlike the chroniclers of the Haight-Ashbury hippie dream, Prophet takes a gritty, near–East Coast approach to his tunes. The former member of Green on Red has always had a garage rocker's heart. "Willie Mays Is Up at Bat" remembers the legendary ballplayer, proving that even rockers occasionally make it into the afternoon sun for the American pastime. "White Night, Big City" nods to the murder of S.F. city supervisor Harvey Milk without making it obvious. Prophet's everyman voice is matched by a band that plays it similarly workmanlike. There are no flourishes, no attempts at prettifying the streets.

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