It’s Bad, Brit

It's Bad, Brit

“Britney Jean”

Britney Spears

PHOTO COURTESY OF ROLLING STONE
PHOTO COURTESY OF ROLLING STONE

I approached the thought of listening to Britney Spears’s new album, “Britney Jean,” with genuine anticipation. From my knowledge of Brit­ney Spears, I assumed that the songs on the new album would have toe-tapping beats to liven up any Monday afternoon. Sad­ly, I was mistaken. As I began listening to the new release of the pop star, I quickly became uninterested. Unlike the catchy incantation Spears normally creates, this album was riddled with songs full of empty lyrics and jumbled beats haphazard­ly thrown together.

This album really exem­plified her lack of depth as an artist. The vulgar lyrics and hackneyed tunes make her songs meaningless, and worse than that, pointless. The work done on this album is generally sloppy; she showed no original­ity in any of the songs. It is obvi­ous that she has exhausted all of her creative outlets.

Throughout listening to this album, I continuously asked myself, “Why another album?” Her previous albums “Circus” and “Femme Fatale,” among others, had done incred­ibly well and caused her to be­come one of the most popular pop-singers of the early 2000s.

But then I heard “Chillin’ with You,” and it all came to­gether. I realized why Britney produced this abominable CD: to reinsert her outcast sister, Jamie Lynn, into Hollywood with the addition of their duet on the album.

I cannot imagine how any of these songs could become popular, especially since they lack the qualities that good music possesses, including a decent beat. Each song contains the same structure of overused background sound and repeti­tive lyrics, which are always enhanced with Auto-Tune. And, her songs are generally all about one of three topics: break-ups, new love and flings with men. What message is this sending to children? Not a good one, but no one cares. Why? Because it’s Britney.

These tracks seem to de­stroy any sense of brain activity a human can have while they listen to this dreadful amalga­mation of profanity and repeti­tion. Listening to the album was a chore, and one filled with un­savory mental images at that.

I would not recommend wasting your time listening to this new addition to mu­sic history. I was more than disappointed in this album. I had expected more from this Mississippi-raised music revo­lutionary, but I guess every star has to expire at some point.

– Vivian Armitage