
Free Myself by Sophie B Hawkins
This is definitely the season for post-breakup albums.

This is definitely the season for post-breakup albums.
This is the album Adele never released, but wished she did.
Come see how many ways she can tell her ex-husband to perform sex acts on himself.
Adam Lambert really shouldn’t try to sing other people’s songs.
My goodness, I didn’t know this fellow has the musical taste of an 80-year old!
Getting overshadowed by the guest stars… this isn’t the best album to say bye bye with, surely.
That’s what I call an album title!
She’s hot now, but her music is still as geriatric as can be.
Will it be rude to say I’d rather sexually objectify this fellow than to listen to his songs?
Could it be that Lana Del Rey has finally found her authentic, true self?