A more honest album is Richard Cheese's The Sunny Side of the Moon. Cheese is the vaunted lounge Lothario who butchers pop songs in a witless display of Vegas schmaltz. Denizens of bad taste might appreciate the Sinatra-does-Metallica formula, but be warned: Cheese is no Sinatra. Few sentient beings will be impressed by Cheese's flat voice and unfunny offshoots of pop, heavy metal, and hip-hop. His sterile mutation of "Sunday Bloody Sunday" adds a mambo-infused timbre to the mix, but Cheese's delivery is ultimately noisome. His moody, ivory-tickling version of Snoop Dogg's "Gin and Juice" is vaguely interesting that is, if you're not catatonic by the time you get to Track 15. It's an album that was intended to be listened to in small doses for a few cheap laughs before the munchies set in. But, unlike The Bold and the Brave, at least it serves some purpose.