Undressed by Kim Cesarion

Posted November 15, 2014 by Mrs Giggles in 4 Oogies, Music Reviews, Type: Pop / 0 Comments.

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Undressed by Kim Cesarion

Undressed by Kim Cesarion

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Pop, 2014

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I’ll make you scream, I’ll make you laugh
Cover your body with my autograph
So let’s get undressed
Cause I wanna see you naked

I have to admit that I was initially confused when I heard the title track Undressed, because that was a guy’s voice and I assumed Kim Cesarion was a woman’s name. Still, that’s a song where the artist confidently assumes that smothering my naked body with his autograph. He is either full of it or is so cocksure about his sexual prowess that he knows I would love every curve of his pen on my… uh, where was I? There is an intrinsic sexy vibe in the song, which reminds me of Prince from his glory days and makes me want to hear more from this fellow.

The album Undressed is pretty uneven, unfortunately.  There are some songs that are on the dull side interspersed amidst better songs, such as the monotonous ballad Bad Things countered by the sultry ballad Angel Wings. From every gorgeous Undressed, there is the embarrassingly corny “Well, I can tell it’s made in Sweden” kind of cheese like X. One True Lover is so exuberantly cheesy in a “We’ve raped Eurovision and we’re not sorry!” kind of way that I can’t help but to adore every second, but it is followed by Brains Out, which sounds like the inferior sequel to Undressed with even more corny lyrics:

Hot damn, you’re intellectual
I’m struck dumb, how we gonna fix that?
Now that you got in my head,
Why don’t you get in my bed?

Still, at the end of the day, I can’t help but to like this one. Kim Cesarion writes some of the most awfully corny lyrics ever, but then again, he’s from the land of Roxette and ABBA, so eccentric lyrics are perhaps to be expected. But damn, there is a kind of raw and dirty kind of raunchiness underneath even the most corny Eurovision-like beats in some of the worse tracks here, it’s like meeting a horny ugly-sexy dwarf whom one can’t resist saying yes to, even if it means being a laughingstock if word gets out. Even when he’s singing things that would make grown men cringe, Mr Cesarion seems to exude confidence all over, like he knows that real men aren’t ashamed to use that smooth falsetto and, even if he doesn’t look like a conventional hot guy, he knows how to make one scream in bed. And as much as I hate to say it, that’s hot. Very hot.

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