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More than a year into his
raucous reunion with the Crüe, everybody’s
favorite well-endowed man-child continues to push his unremarkable solo career,
and Tommyland, with its neutered
ballads (“I Need You”) and Backstreet Boy cameos (“Say Goodbye,” a weepy duet
with Nick Carter) isn’t about to make anyone shout at the devil. Not that Lee’s
latest is totally without teeth: “Tryin’ to be Me,” his woe-is-me rant about
the perils of superstardom (“Walking down the street is such a pain in the ass
for me!”) nicely showcases his guttural howl against a background of screaming
guitars, but this is generic stuff, at best. His individual quest for glory
notwithstanding, Lee should wake up every day at the crack of noon and thank
the rock gods for his Mötley mates.
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