
Please don't judge me today. I listened to Lily Allen's
Alright Still. Walking down the street, listening to this album, I often got caught up in the pop "hooks," as they call them. That's the main problem with this album: it is catchy. All too often, as I mindlessly began to hum the obnoxious, cookie-cutter pop lines, I was forced to remind myself to "THINK, God damn it." And after the first four or five tracks, I realized that she was often reusing the exact same beat in the background (which would make the beat variance in her songs less than zero, I do believe).
In addition to the terrible music, her lyrics and topics of song are just as repetitive and just as obnoxious. I'm all for feminism and strong, independent women, but it seems to me that when one whines and complains for a whole album about all her troubles with men, it's time to take a more introspective look at dating and relationships.
Ugh. I need to go take a shower after listening to this album.
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