Music Review: Frank Viele and the Manhattan Project - Neon Lights

Somewhere between the 1980s and today, the use of a horn section in a rock band fell out of favor. I'm not sure how or when, but we went from awesome sax solos and trumpets in songs like "Urgent" from Foreigner, "Who Can It Be Now?" from Men at Work, and Huey Lewis and the News when they toured with the horns of the Tower of Power. Sure there are a few groups like the Dave Matthews Band who still use a trumpet or sax now and then, but it's not quite as integrated into the whole rock experience as it used to be.

Now bring in Frank Viele and the Manhattan Project (from where else, but the New York City metropolitan area) - a six piece group featuring Viele on vocals as well as acoustic and electric guitars, Mario Capdiferro on drums, Rob Liptrot on bass and backing vocals, Eddie Arjun Peters on lead guitar, Pasquale Ianelli playing tenor, soprano, and baritone saxophones, and Andrew Mericle on trumpet. Add to that mix Richie Cannata playing sax (from Billy Joel's band) on "Turn Around," Jason Hirth on keyboards on six tracks, and Ben Golder-Novick helping on the alto sax on six tracks... and where having a strong horn sound can sometimes overwhelms a band, these guys sound amazingly well together.

They've been touring together for a few years now and Neon Lights is their first full-length album. It doesn't disappoint, crossing multiple genres (funk, rock, pop, jazz, blues, and swing) on nine great tracks.

What blew me away was the title track - "Neon Lights". It opens with a bass line that has stuck with me like few recent songs, reminding me of the way the bass line in "Running Down a Dream" from Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers wormed its way into my head to the point where I can't help but sing along. Layer that with Viele's rough voice, the backing horns, and some sweet lead guitar and it is tough to get me to stop listening to it over and over again...

Like most great bands who write their own songs, the lyrics for "Neon Lights" tell a story as well. A modern tale of wanting the best for an ex- with drug and alcohol problems... "Then my hip starts buzzing, you're on the telephone / But Honey you know they're wrong and that you don't want to stay..." It's not quite a plea for her to come back (after all, in the first verse they say she "ain't coming home"), but you can tell he's worried.

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