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5 of 6 people found the following review helpful:
1.0 out of 5 stars
Swept Under a Rug, November 29, 2002
First there was Julio, Sr., then there was Enrique, now Julio Iglesias, Jr., has entered the market already dominated by his all too famous father and sibling, with hopes of conquering the airwaves with his vision of what music should sound. While unknown to many residing in the USA and Canada, "Under My Eyes" was supposedly the album that would introduce English-language audiences to the sounds and singing of Julio Iglesias, Jr. Julio, Jr., whose brother Enrique has made a noticeable entry into the U.S. market with such hits as "Bailamos," apparently thought he could do the same. Little did he know that he couldn't. Months before it's initial debut into the North American market, Epic Records (a division of Sony) pulled the plug on the album and canceled Julio's recording contract without giving him a chance. Making news in many of the industry's leading periodicals such as Billboard and the New York Post didn't help the little publicity Julio and this album had, that its' existence was almost unknown until it was released overseas (which is now available on Amazon[.com] as an import). Now for the first time, American and Canadian audiences can firsthand hear the reason why this album was shelved and never release. Besides a lack of talent, the album's songs all but remind audiences of the syrupy sweet ballads listeners do not want to listen at a time when boy bands have cornered that genre. Unlike his brother, Julio's biggest mistake was not introducing himself to Spanish-speaking audiences first. Maybe then, would he had a possible shot for a smooth entry just like Shakira, Paulina Rubio, and Enrique Iglesias have had. As for this album's songs, you can read two of my reviews for the first two singles from this album on Amazon[.com]. As for the rest, I won't bother the reader with my comments on how bad this album is, but all I can say is that Julio, Jr. should not spend the family fortune all too quickly in Sobe with the belief that he'll become a star. "Under My Eyes" was swept under a rug for a reason, and unless one is into campy-esque love ballads that can be performed with a karaoke machine, than this is not the album for a listener who values and appreciates quality music.
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