White Lie - True Confessions

Bitrate: 320K/s
Year: 1980
Time: 37:05
Size: 86,6 MB
Label: Streetwise
Styles: Rock/Indie AOR
Art: Full

Tracks Listing:
 1. Don't Ruin Me - 3:07
 2. Written-By - 3:39
 3. Substitute - 2:47
 4. Are You My Lady - 3:06
 5. Hold On - 3:07
 6. You - 3:11
 7. Show Me - 2:43
 8. Holiday - 3:29
 9. Don't Tell Me - 3:23
10. Ravina - 5:52
11. Mr. Chips - 2:37

Musicians:
Krystel Love - lead vocals, keyboards, guitars;
Ken Schroder - lead vocals, bass;
Scott Finch - guitars, keyboards, vocals;
Steve Gregg - guitars, vocals;
Gregg Saber - drums, percussion, vocals.

Indie AOR from Wisconsin, White Lie recorded just one album which was more than enough in my opinion, but we'll get to that in a minute. From what I gather, White Lie had been working for a while prior to this record, playing in and around the Milwaukee area and soaking up various musical styles along the way. Spearheaded by guitarist Scott Finch with drummer Gregg Saber, Finch has since gone on to record several psychedelic blues CD's as a solo artist and with his group Gypsy. I haven't heard anything he's done in this area, but apparently he has an extensive following.
I have encountered so many private label AOR albums over the years that I think I've become desensitized to the good, the bad and the ugly. How many reputed 'classics' fetching big bucks have you bought only to be disappointed with nothing more than cheap bar band rock? Exactly.. and that's what we have with 'True Confessions' and a cover that tells the tale. That's lead vocalist Krystel Love being interrogated by the band and it's sad to say, she's the only attractive aspect about the record and I'm not talking about her voice. Alright, she's not that bad, but a little more excitement in her vocals would have helped. Songs like 'Don't Ruin Me' and '29' are average, but listenable while 'Are You My Lady' is a nice little pop ditty that sounds more 1982 than 1980. Fans of Sue Saad & the Next and Pearl Harbor & the Explosions will appreciate the new wave vibe and cheesy synths, but I just can't escape the image in my minds eye of White Lie playing between a red shag carpeted stage and a low Styrofoam ceiling in a wood paneled and empty VFW hall somewhere in darkest Milwaukee.
Recently copies of True Confessions' have been showing up on a couple reputable dealers web sites. Someone must have found a box somewhere and in light of Scott Finch's growing reputation, there's going to be people who'll buy it only to be very, very disappointed. Don't be one of them.

True Confessions