Guy with the terrible hair, back off.
My face is being strange today. The muscles next to my nose are spasming, causing me to involuntarily snarl for seconds at a time. I'm not sure why it's happening, but this wouldn't be the first time my body did something without my consent. At this point, I can tell that my co-workers are silently trying to decide if I'm trying to be "Mr. Funny" by impersonating Elvis (they don't call me that, but they should), or if I'm just openly expressing my deep-seated hatred for them. So while I sit here disgusted (according to my face), I've decided I want to do a track-by-track for one of the best albums of the year.
Tangled Up, the Aloud girl's fourth studio album was released November 13th. But if you were a
001. Call The Shots - The CD opens up with their widely popular second single off of the album. The mid-tempo chugger is arguably one of my favorites off the album. The backing track is dreamy, and the girls sing lazily about being in charge, and pheonixes, and dreams that glitter (These a few of my favorite things!). It's a big hit in the U.K. at the moment.
002. Close to Love - Another Aloud track with lyrics to kill. Literally. "Got so close to love / I can almost taste the kill / Barely close enough / But I just can't close the deal" The track is pure Girls Aloud, so it's obviously perfection. Disco gloss with a crunchy rock punch, along with nonsensical lyrics about needing wood and getting all tangled up. Watch for the breakdown at the end, shooing away the would-be suitors. Fierce.
003. Sexy! No, No, No - With what sounds to be an entire radio's stuffed into one hellacious, chugging beat, the Girls attempt to conquer this fast-paced and chaotic track. It was a warmly received first single, but it failed to generate much attention. Rightly so. The track is too much to handle. There's no proper construction...each section of the song sounds like a new bridge. Too hard to dance to, too slow to run to...it's difficult to place and difficult to enjoy for me.
004. Girl Overboard - HEAVEN. ON. EARTH. No doubt about it. Their songs about getting caught up in the wrong crowd and hitting rock bottom ("No Good Advice," "Life Got Cold" and countless others) always seem to have a special place in my heart, and this is no exception. I often relate. Euro-trash snyths, and the repeated cries of "Girl Overboard / I thought I had it but
I tumbled." This is a real mover. Too gay for commercial radio though, probably never be a single. Check out this fan video on YouTube:
005. Can't Speak French - I must admit upon hearing the track name, I was overly excited. I was a bit too enthusiastic for this one though, as I was left wanting more. It's a nice, swinging mid-tempo, but the lyrics outshine the production. "I can't speak French / So I let the funky music do the talking, talking," the girls declare. Sounds brilliant, oui? (See what I did there?), so it's unfortunate that the song never really takes off from where it begins. Rumored to be the fourth single. I wouldn't mind it, but there's better to be found here sadly.
006. Black Jacks - In true Girls Aloud fashion, you couldn't interpret these lyrics if you had an Oxford English Dictionary and the Xenomania writers tied to a chair, injected with truth serum. There's absolutely no sense here, when the chorus comes chugging into this Pipettes-esque stormer, "There's black jacks running down my back and I said Stop! / 'Cause I love you, Baby." It's good. The best part of course would be the whole "New York nothin', come and get stuck in" post-chorus yell.
007. Control of the Knife - Is that reggae I hear? Once again, the track title had me quite excited before I gave it a listen. Domestic violence? Count me in. Actually, the track reminds me of "Can't Speak French." It's another mid-tempo, and could have easily gone down the same path. However, the track is redeemed with the fantastic horn solo, followed by the always dependable vocoder to shake things up a bit. And trust me, if you thought Black Jacks was unintelligble, the nonsensical vocoded breakdown is "Got sweet hassle, sweet talking me / got cheap babble, cheap talking free." WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN? Pop goodness, that's what. Third single off of the album.
008. Fling - Oh, I knew this would be classic after the very first line. "It's just a fling baby, fling baby." Then they all get a bit sassy with their respective lines in the electro-stomper about the various hotties and fellas that they are checkin'. It all sums up to be a glorious ode to adulterous flings and promiscuity, which is simply noble. All in good fun, the Aloud are never expected to be taken seriously. The hands-in-the-air beat makes this one particularly fun song.
009. What You Crying For - Everytime I see this one pop up, I'm always expecting Garbage's "It's All Over But The Crying." This is one of the darker tracks of the album, but it's still tame. The "You don't care, it's cold out there / You don't mind, anytime" breakdown is a moment of beauty. Otherwise, this is a fairly subdued track.
010. I'm Falling - This took me a few spins to finally "get it." At first, I was too preoccupied by the distanced effect on their voices during the chorus, but I realized how crucial it was later on. The strange video-game noise that paces the song (I'm going with the sound of a shell spinning in Mario), along with the ridiculous lyrics about...God, I couldn't even tell you. Either Nicola has a fetish for electricity or enjoys having a man invade her in rather unconventional ways:"And I was sure that if I eva' had a shocka' / The same ol' folks would say go." Well now we know. It's always the quiet ones, isn't it?
011. Damn - I've seen other blogs refer to this as "Real Life" redux, and I'd have to agree..the beats are pretty dead on. But, just like "Real Life," this one's pretty good. Also care free, but it's got a bit more of that Pipettes-crunch which is a newer concept. The song's about the morning after a night of bad decisions: "She said 'Damn! I lost my number and I lost my head! Now, I thought about it and I could be dead." ...I think, anyway.
012. Crocodile Tears - Finally! Some semblance of a ballad. I'm not usually one for the slow songs (takes the edge off my E-trip), but the Aloud have proved to be excellent balladiers (invented). This is really heartfelt...but the word "crocodile" still doesn't sound natural to me. It's probably one of the lesser used nouns in pop music today, along with "succubus."
All in all, the album is wonderous. It takes a few listens to get where they're at, but hey, so did Chemistry. And that's a damn good gem. This one is too, just in different ways. Nice job, ladies.
Buy Tangled Up by Girls Aloud at Amazon UK.
4 Minutes To Save The World? Should I Pack A Sweater?
Timbaland, almighty producer of all music created from 2005 to 2007, has teamed up with the Queen of Pop herself, Madonna, for her next studio album due out in the first quarter of 2008.
During his performance at the Jingle Ball concert in Philadelphia last week, Timbaland premiered what many people believe to be Madonna's first single from the album, called "Four Minutes To Save The World." Shockingly, the song made way onto the Internet immediately after being played. Everyone downloaded the video, Perez posted it, and then Madonna ripped him a new one. Well, through her publicists anyway.
Let's get one thing straight off the bat: The title is amazing. Kudos to Madonna, or whoever decided the lyrics for this one. Love it. Anywho, the track is low quality and barely audible over his obnoxious rapping. From what I could hear, it's very Timba-heavy. Even at the best moments (the chorus bits), the song is nothing I haven't heard already. Don't get me wrong, it seems like a fine track, but Nelly Furtado, Justin Timberlake, or any of the other singers that have taken a ride on the Timbawave could have pulled this one of out their asses.
Anywho, here's some video with the song:
Verdict: Timbalame so far.
Outta My Head
While I spend the rest of the night trying to wrap my head around the ever-increasing madness produced by the Spears family household, 
I was most pleasantly shocked by the accompanying video to Ashlee Simpson's Danja produced "Outta My Head (Ay Ya Ya)."
For her first song in about two years, the video features Simpson running around and being chased. If you smoosh together some assorted 1980's paraphernalia, Salvador Dali's Persistence of Memory, and the paparazzi, you'd get the general jive of the video. She looks cute, fresh, and most importantly, she's finally put a quash on that miserable Avril-angst persona she was failing to embody for so long. You can tell that she's eased up considerably with her desire to be taken seriously, which will do wonders for her in the long run. Just forget everything she's released until this point.
See Ashlee Simpson's new video, "Outta My Head (Ay Ya Ya)" here at Yahoo!.
Jamie-Lynn: Pregnant?
Rumors are swirling that Britney's little sister, Jamie-Lynn, is pregnant at sixteen years old. An OK! magazine cover, posted directly on the OK! website, features Jamie-Lynn on the cover with an exclusive interview proclaiming "I'm Pregnant." 
Looks like things aren't looking too well for the Spears' family Christmas now, are they? I hope this is a fake story. OK! has run a consistent streak of false magazine covers. None of them have alleged "interviews" however, so I find this to be a bit extreme. Somehow I'm unable to believe anything regarding Britney's life considering the outlandishness of the media. In all honesty, I do hope that Jamie-Lynn is okay.
EDIT: Well, it's official and confirmed by both Nickelodeon and Britney Spears. Despite the sadness of the situation, there are way too many ironies to be ignored: Jamie-Lynn going to see Juno with her parents a few days ago? Meeting the boyfriend in church? Her mother in the midst of writing a book about properly parenting children in Hollywood? It's like they've planned this for years. Good show.
Piece of B...
So, the new Britney video finally surfaced on Friday, December 14th. Can we just take a moment to applaud this monumental achievement in and of itself? I was largely dubious that there would ever be another release after "Gimme More," because she is Britney and she does not give a shit, etc. But as a card-carrying Ultimate Britney Fan (UBF United--Make this a reality, people), I cannot complain.
There are some good aspects and some poor ones. The most glee-inspiring detail is that she appears to be doing some type of dancing. It's a far cry from "Slave," but I suppose this will do for now. I know she did the choreography for this video herself because of the signature Britney "I-don't-need-no-DAMN-choreographer" moves: prayer hands and peace signs...Come to think of it, she should really get a job as an anti-war rally choreographer. I hear it's a rather lucrative field.
The bad part: The eyebrows made her look rather strange. That, and she's still toting around the same entourage and wardrobe from the "Do Somethin'" set in 2005. No, I mean for real. The outfits have all made their appearances in previous videos, including the bland blondies dancing behind her (who increasingly appear to outshine her with every video.)
You can call me crazy, but when I saw her confidently step over that dirty paparazzo on the red carpet, I saw a glimmer of my Old Britney through those medicated eyes, and fell in love all over again. Of course, she'll probably fuck it up again and drive head first into the window of a pet store, but it's the hopes and dreams she inspires within me that encourage me to strive forward. That and the pictures of her derriere in the magazines.
Ayumi Hamasaki is feeling GUILTY.
For the first order of business, I'd like to address the upcoming release of Hamasaki's tenth studio album, GUILTY. But before that, I'd like to summarize Ayumi's career for the majority of readers (who at this point are unaware that this blog exists) who are unfamiliar with the sassy little lady (5'1"!)
Ayumi Hamasaki, known as the "Empress of J-Pop," is often referred to as the Madonna of Japan. I'd say it's a pretty close comparison. Unlike Madonna, Ayu didn't do too much to challenge the direction of pop music, nor is she controversial, but she does control her life and music in the same manner. Like Madonna, Ayu's got the last word on everything, because she understands the importance of image. The one thing I love 
most about Ayumi is her self-awareness. She openly refers to herself as a product, as in this interview with TIME:
It is necessary that I am viewed as a product. I am a product. The "Hi, this is Ayu" person on TV is the person I know they want to see. I understand it's my role to realize people's dreams. I'm okay with that so long as my songs are my own.
She's smart too. She knows how to play the game, and every album she has released (nine at the moment) has debuted at number one on the charts. She holds the record for most singles to chart for any female artist, as well as albums. She has broken countless sales records and won dozens of awards. And everytime she attempts to speak English, a baby panda is born. I swear it's the cutest thing I've ever seen in my entire life.
Needless to say, she is absolutely unknown to anyone outside of the Eastern hemisphere. Thankfully, we've been blessed with the musical stylings of Soulja Boy and T-Pain. But I digress.
Having just broken up with Tomoya Nagase, her boyfriend of over seven years, I was selfishly enthralled by the idea of her "going all Alanis" on his ass for the new album, GUILTY. 
But according to the tabloids, and Ayumi herself, it seems more like she was the one responsible for the breakup. Earlier in the week on her blog, Ayu was lamenting over losing someone "close to her," and wishes everyone will feel the album because it represents those emotions. My hopes are high.
The thirty second previews have just been released on her official website, and I have to say, I'm nervous about this one. Secret, her ninth album, did nothing for me. Too faux-rock for my taste, except for "Startin',"1 Love," and "Kiss O' Kill." This one seems to be following the same path, except I have a feeling there's more sincerity packed into the bunch this time around. I wish she'd return to the days of I Am... , but those days of experimental sound seem long gone. I know she loves guitars and rock, but she truly shined during her trance/dance era.
Ayu's album GUILTY is due to be released January 1st, 2008 and can be ordered at Amazon
Introduction
Hi. I'm Brad, I come from a humble neighborhood in Connecticut, and I'm a few weeks short of nineteen years old. I'm not one for formal introductions, so consider ourselves acquainted. I have a pesky habit of taking life too seriously and school not seriously enough, and I hope to change all that, starting with this blog. Well, at least the life aspect.
I consider music to be defining of one's personality. For me, that almost always results in immediate dismissal. I am a self-described connoisseur of Pop music. Not today's slodge, but the fading kind...bubble-gum and all. I'm the one who hasn't given up on Britney Spears. In school, I am famed as being "the Britney fan." Take it as you will.
I've tried my best to defend her since she's gone a bit mental, but I've gone ahead and surrendered to a defeated mentality. She's still my favorite, bat-shit crazy or otherwise, and that will not change. Apologies go out to friends, family, and the boyfriend for having to learn and witness more Britney than the average American ever should in their life.
Since the show must go on, I've got some batters warming up in the cage. (Note: Quite possibly the only sporting event-related reference to be used from here onward). Including:
The Minogues of the Dannii and Kylie variety (I won't disclose my favorite of the two, but I will say that her name rhymes with "Fanny.")
Girls Aloud - Arguably my favorite group, perhaps even over the Spice Girls. Somewhere, a gay man is readying his peadcoat to bitchslap me senseless.
Utada Hikaru - Ah wuh? Japanese, good sir. Yes, quite a fan. Her debut CD was the highest selling CD in Japan, and her debut CD in America was not. But that American CD, Exodus, is one of my favorite albums, ever. For real real, not for play play. She's a singer/songwriter type, except of the pop variety, and she makes brilliant tunes that make me feel nostalgic and tingly.
Bjork - "Where did that come from?" you may be saying to the stranger sitting next to you at that Internet coffeehouse you're sitting at. Well, after the awkward silence between you two, you'll realize that I am multi-faceted in my music selection. I love Bjork to pieces, and her music helps me write essays, combat my sorrows, and occasionally slumber.
Offhand Revelation #1: Perhaps I enjoy bat-shit crazy entertainers.
As well as loads of J-Pop, K-Pop, R-Pop, and the occasional U-Pop (Japanese Pop, Korean Pop, Russian Pop, and Ukranian Pop on the more desperate of days).
I am madly in love with Ayumi Hamasaki, Koda Kumi, Eri Nobuchika, Ai Otsuka, and BoA. I own over fifty singles and albums by Ayumi herself, and I'm considering the idea of hiring three or four minions to dust and gaze upon each glorious CD during the months I am at school.
At the same time, I am a sucker for mellow beats and heavenly voices, as well as quirky, animated music. Some might call this the "substance" part of my music repertoire. To them, I might say, "fuck you."
These artists include Bjork, Sigur Ros, Imogen Heap, Air, Margeret Berger, Royksopp, Belanova, Telepopmusik & Kate Havnevik.
I'm also going to try and be good and update but, as I'm well aware of my capabilities, I know how unlikely this may be. But who knows?
And so, for now, I leave you, dear readers (myself?).
Adieu,
x.B
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The site is (mostly) written in an amuusing manner (or "a hilarious enjoyable conversational swaggy manner," according to singing sensation/living legend, JoJo), although it can be very serious face too. That's the beauty of writing for oneself and not 'the man.' If offenced, feel free to pick up an ear condom at the door.
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Bradley Stern was born and raised in Connecticut with his loving parents, his younger sister and a dachshund named Spike.
He first founded MuuMuse back in December of 2007 during a particularly slow day at his winter internship. Graduating from Brandeis University in 2010 with a BA in Media Studies (and a heightened awareness of gender non-specific left-wing Jewish veganism), he's gone on to intern at Interview Magazine and has written for several publications, including V Magazine, Attitude and Queerty. Apart from MuuMuse, he now contributes regularly to MTV Buzzworthy and Idolator and has been featured in the New York Times.
His grandmother is quite proud of him.
When he dies, he wishes to be buried with his Britney collection and his Girls Aloud singles box set, and for the lyrics to Paris Hilton's "Fighting Over Me (feat. Fat Joe & Jadakiss)" to be read aloud by Chloe Sevigny during his funeral.
If you'd like to contact Bradley, berate him, or reaffirm his brilliance, e-mail him at [email protected].