Calling Occupants Of Interplanetary Craft (The Recognized Anthem Of World Contact Day)
Karen didn’t starve herself to death - she just went home.
This song is one of the very few Carpenter connected songs that I have zero use for. It seems klunky, clumsy and uneven all the way through. I tend to think brother Richard Carpenter had little to do with the production of it.
The same man who arranged the ultra-classy trombone intro to Karen’s “Superstar” couldn’t have been in his right mind to produce this squirmy rodent of a recording.