Prism by Katy Perry
Katy Perry retains the same old formula that is getting stale by this point.
Katy Perry retains the same old formula that is getting stale by this point.
These twerp want to grow up, and are starting to confuse “mature” with “dreary”.
Why are people still buying her music?
The most personal album ever? There’s hardly anything here.
The next Spice Girls? Who knows.
It makes sense to start a post-reality TV career by covering some of the most tired tunes around, I guess.
Kylie goes orchestral, and gets all mental and aural. In a good way, of course.
Sophomore slump is here, covered in glittered and mascara all over.
Fortunately, there are other fun songs here aside from Call Me Maybe.
Well, he has his 15 seconds of fame. Maybe now he’ll stop name-dropping Amy Winehouse.