One of two "Top Ten" albums that Elvira Voća recorded in 1980s and they are so bad that it defies description, brilliant in their awfulness.
As it became clear that Voća is not (and never was) commercially visible artist, somebody got idea to have her recording covers of current pop hits from the charts. In croatian. I only vaguely remember the first album, but lo and behold she also recorded the sequel that I recently got (to my biggest thrill) and boy is this bad or what - its actually very entertaining in its way - I mean here we have this middle-aged woman crooning current hits like they are ordinary "schlager" she was used to for decades. She can certainly hold a tune and follow some melody but where original artists had certain passion, Voća is completely out of her depth and simply chirps away because this is the only way she knows how to sing.
Melodies are lifted straight from originals - note for note, no attempts to change or add anything - lyrics written by Mišo Doležal (father of singer Sanja Doležal) and as translations they are not bad, I mean they fit the music. Hubby is credited as arranger which is very strange as he basically copies originals and brings his pretty wife into synthesizers land where she roams in some kind of catatonic stupor, trying to be sexy or seductive but I actually laugh out loud. She does "She Bop" while obviously not getting that original was about masturbation (gasp) chirping away something like "Be-bop-a-lula" my God is this funny or what. Just to show how hip she was, she does "Kalimba de luna" but of course sounds lost in a wonderland. Elvira Voća lost in space. With echo. (I can visualize terribly cruel video clip for this one, with Elvira running into some tunnels and not knowing how to get out) Since it seems she basically covered anybody who was on 1984. pop charts (hence title of this album) without much discrimination or even sense what actually fits her Elvira Voća does "What's Love Got To Do With It" - you actually understand what an artist Tina Turner was when she brought her regal roughness, experience and vulnerability to this pop fluff - Voća fumbles around, singing about herself being just a "tender woman" apparently in a throbbing passion and unable to collect herself (its actually the best parody of the song I have ever heard).
And than the end - unbelievably awful,bombastic and totally WTF? moment when the last song explodes in Elvira Voća singing "Ghostbusters"! Oh joy,oh joy - this is something you want to share with all your friends everywhere around the world - I mean this is a buttoned up, school teacher (in reality housewife who pushed singing career for no apparent reason) being so totally out of it that its fantastic. I don't remember when was the last time I had such fun.
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