B*Witched

• B*Witched [Epic, 1999] C-

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B*Witched [Epic, 1999]
In teen pop as in world music, Gaelic signifies untouched by the tarbrush--Van Morrison, Phil Lynott, and The Commitments notwithstanding. And despite the saucy bits in "C'est La Vie" (first a "You show me yours," then an "I'll blow you [away]"!), this bid to whiten the Spice Girls is so clean you'll be hard-pressed to remember it's there--unless, like me, you get sick to your stomach at Uilleann hooks, mid-Atlantic brogues, and Enya lite. The obligatory rhythmic recitation, yclept "Freak Out" and declared "too hot for hip hop," has less bottom than Audrey Hepburn and is over in two minutes. "Like the Rose," unfortunately, takes four. C-