Long Live The King!
Joe Raciti is the “King of Popsical,” a genre that ties piano-pop and musicals together with an old shoelace. Hard to picture? – Imagine Ben Folds had an affair with Queen’s Freddy Mercury in some freaky dream, got pregger’s and had a kid named Joe Raciti who was ultimately adopted and lovingly raised by Leonard Bernstein.
Occasionally performing in his underwear, Joe's nuts.
Joe plays not what he wants but what the music demands. He is enslaved by a musical monster that whispers into his ear, “Dammit Joe, Canada has to be able to hear you singing, ‘do you want me to beat them up for you?’” So Joe sings over the busy streets of New York’s lower east side and the voices in his head subside momentarily.
“With his new record, Joe Raciti has hit the music scene like a stampeding elephant. He takes us on a stroll through the rolling green meadows of musical fullness, overwhelming us with a protosymphonic soundscape of irresistible pleasure, offering nothing short of
jubilation for the weary ears of music lovers everywhere. His songs are graceful, candid, always fun; they are the most touching when you least expect them. He plays the piano like it is an extension of his soul. He sings like his first words weren't words at all but notes; his first steps, beats on a drum; his first record, a modern milestone. Joe's music grows backwards through time like Merlin; he shoots the wisdom of old age through with an arrow of baby's laughter.” – Eric Zwick, WSRN Radio