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Jessica Simpson’s newest release “I Belong to Me” has a nice soft spoken tune, with very little heart-wrenching vocals for a dramatic declaration of female independence song. By the lyrics one would assume that Nick Lachey thought he owned Jessica and she’s responding by stating her disinterest in being controlled. Guess that’s why her father Joe Simpson is suddenly getting the cold shoulder. Insiders say she's looking to distance herself from his embarrassing behavior.
Beyonce’s newest single release “Ring the Alarm” sounds like she’s trying to rap and be more ghetto than you can actually believe she can be, perhaps from a little nudge by her beloved Jay-Z. It would be enjoyable if not for the constant repetition.
I fell in love with Pink's newest single "U + Ur hand" when I first heard it. It's a perfect combination of feminism and goofing off. But when I saw the futuristic video that had nothing to do with the story-line of the lyrics, I thought it ruined the song.
Evanescence’s new single “Call me when you’re sober” doesn't follow the their usual vein of somber ballads or emotional rock songs. It has more of a popish vocal-driven hate to it that can be compared to Alanis Morisette ("Ironic"). I think I prefer my Evanescence filled with hate and screaming death vibes.
Papa Roach’s “...To be Loved” is a dance single in the Fall Out boy “Dance, Dance” kind of way. Couldn’t exactly call it a punk track, since he’s talking about love and it has a catchy (some may say poppy) phrase constantly repeated: “woa oh oh oh.” But the level of anger and determination that compares to Trapt’s “Headstrong” and Limp Bizkit’s “Rollin” brings it back down to their level.
Mya’s new “Ayo” is a new sound for her. Once again, a more poppy and some what classy R&B artist goes for the more ghetto route than what she’s used to. If you can get passed that, there’s this annoying sound that recurs throughout the song that you'll have to get used to. I guess it’s supposed to be a part of her dialogue in some way that I don’t understand. It’s just not doing it for me. The beat doesn’t suck, but the lyrics and her voice inflections are just annoying.
Last, but not least, Jet’s “Put your money where your mouth is” isn’t quite “Are you going to be my girl?”, but it has that same energy. The some-what soft spoken lyrics are interrupted by an abrupt chorus that jumps out at you with screaming vocals and a booming tambourine and drums. That and the electric guitar solo make it a formidable late hot summer single.
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