Review of No Place In Heaven by Mika
So Mika is obviously best known for monster hit Grace Kelly, his OTT, camp, feel good pop hit. He has had a few hits since and a couple of renaissance moments. However, how difficult is it to follow up something so massive as that? Ask Meghan Trainor, Ikona Pop, Natalie Imbruglia, Right Said Fred et al.
Mika is a bit more than a one hit wonder though and the fact that No Place in Heaven is his fourth long play release is testament to this. He may not get Radio 1 playlist anymore, but people are still buying his music, hence its release on Virgin EMI.
The Brit Award winner has had a bit of a break from the UK recently, but now he is back with No Place in Heaven and trying to make a bang. He provides us with an offering that attempts leanings towards the size of Freddie Mercury. Mix in the campness of Abba. Then put a sprinkle of maturity of Billy Joel. Do the ingredients make a sweet slice of cake or a rhubarb crumble you might experience on Celebrity Masterchef (no sugar).
Well, Mika has put some biographical elements in and tries to lend some of his personal experience and learnings in the album. Sadly though, that doesn’t work. Its great that as an artist he is trying to develop and mature, however, thats not what we want from Mika. We want effervescence, we want camp, we want big.
Last Party, which is an ode to Freddie Mercury is one of the highlights of No Place in Heaven. Mika delivers a great pop track which he presents in a tasteful, yet truly Mika way. Sadly, that is the highlight and only highlight in a pretty poor collection of tunes.
Particular low points are the title track, No Place in Heaven and Hurts where Mika tries to become Robbie Williams or some other anthem performer. Sadly Mika doesn’t do this. The album doesn’t do this and in all honesty Mika, you should have probably stayed away from the UK for a little bit longer.