Plastic Hearts by Miley Cyrus
Hannah Montana: older, divorced, drunk, and love-starved.
Hannah Montana: older, divorced, drunk, and love-starved.
How a great song ruins the rest of the otherwise solid songs in this album.
Oh look, it’s Taylor Del Rey! Or is that Lana Swift?
Mister Lambert strikes out on his own to do his own thing, and it’s the same thing as before, only duller.
Boys are going la-la, trying to get my ya-ya… How can I resist?
This is his most personal album, which is equivalent to a postcard that sings.
Didn’t Madonna pull off this shtick with Ray of Light ages ago?
It’s almost cool, how this one is unrepentant in being so wholesome and upbeat.
Yes, let’s stay high with this beautiful-creepy man-child of pop.
I can never resist a melancholic warbler, but it is tad easy to resist some of the songs here.