I can't get past it. I was so turned off by Taylor's flat, pasty, soulless, speaking voice in the opening that I was already done before the song even started.Stefan™;45412147 said:I would have liked the IKYWT MV more if they had cut out the monologue. It still slayed me.
What kind of aspect ratio?
I can't believe we share so many faves but my hatred for your main is so strong >_>
Supermanisdead predicts:
Pepcé: 525k
Artpop: 600k
Broke With Basic Taste: 2.5k
lol that Britney gif.
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Supermanisdead predicts:
Broke With Basic Taste: 2.5k
Its like her freaking processor couldnt register what just happened and had to reboot
After tonight I like her even less
Someone should put all these predictions in a dossier for easy retrieval when the time is right. Let me add mine:
Opening Week
ARTPOP: 670k
Beyoncé's 5: 355k
Britney's 8: 310k
Broke With Expensive Taste: delayed until 2014.
Its like her freaking processor couldnt register what just happened and had to reboot
After tonight I like her even less
Darling, Britney's last name isn't FENTY.Britney needs some gays to beat the soccer mom out of her face.
Lucky number eight. Believe.That's a generous number.
I should say, appended to Mummei's post, that I am not generally here for technical analysis of singers but seeing Bey the thing that struck me is 1) she is an amazing singer 2) she makes it look so effortless. She sings like crazy while strutting around the stage in high heels while just belting it out. I don't even think she broke a sweat? Even if you hate her, that shit is impressive.
Mad.
She'll do 20-30k
she won't ;_;
i like how she had to get a fake face and buy a bunch of blog hype for anyone to pay any attention to her and now she has like 500 million youtube views
You forgot to mention that Beyonce continues to train and nurture those talents to this day, while the other naturally gifted singer takes it for granted, writing songs about empowering yourself all the while being walled up in her house, hiding from the world defeated but with a "God-given" gift that's deteriorating.She has had vocal training, and dance lessons since she was a little bandit. I do commend her father for making something out of nothing, though.
You forgot to mention that Beyonce continues to train and nurture those talents to this day, while the other naturally gifted singer takes it for granted, writing songs about empowering yourself all the while being walled up in her house, hiding from the world defeated but with a "God-given" gift that's deteriorating.
You implied that somehow Beyonce is less than because she's trained.Nothing in what I said implies that she ever stopped her vocal training, or dance lessons. And would you mind elaborating on the bolded?
You implied that somehow Beyonce is less than because she's trained.
As for the bolded, Lotus speaks for itself. How's that Lotus promo?
I was only giving a reason as to why Beyonce is impressive at what she does. Everything I said only complimented her abilities as a vocalist, dancer, and thief.
And if you're implying Lotus is only filled with "songs about empowering yourself all the while being walled up in her house, hiding from the world defeated" you might want to give it another listen.
As for the Lotus promo... I did get one person to buy it.
Well, then. My apologies for misinterpreting.
I'm used to seeing Beyonce vs Christina arguments revolving around trained vs natural. *ahem*
I wasn't saying Lotus in its entirety was solely about empowerment (even though she equates the flower to similar symbolism). I was just saying how it's funny that part of her brand is about self empowerment (Fighter, Army of Me, Sing for Me, Best of Me, Still Dirrty, Here to Stay, etc), and so strongly believes in her material and in influencing new vocalists, yet stays doing dozens of interviews in her house, filming commercials in her bedroom, never promoting, let alone overseas. It could be easily interpreted as defeated, for sure.
That interview she did during Bionic where she equated herself to being a working-class mom was a good indicator of how she perceived her artistic priorities.
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Okay this is pretty hot.
Hmm... that's an interesting interpretation. Though, I think most of that is balanced out by the fact that she works on The Voice. Xtina is seen by millions of people twice a week at her currently larger weight, and, occasionally, in various crazy outfits. She is an open book when it comes to her feelings, but I think she also enjoys the privacy that celebrities have been losing recently... which is probably why she has all of her events (interviews, listening parties, etc) at her mansion.
I wasn't saying she was deliberately connecting these things, but that in retrospect, with how Lotus is doing, it's not a stretch to see how that mentality has affected her career. She's rich beyond imagination and feels herself in similar shoes as "working class" (this is a direct quote, btw). She's disgustingly rich, has a seemingly amicable relationship with her well-to-do ex-husband, a live-in boyfriend, ConsuelaDuring Bioniceraerror she kept bringing up that thing she gave birth to, and being a mom, and how it all made her feel. I don't think it really was an attack on the perception of her artistic priorities, just something she kept repeating over and over.... not unlike the "unbreakable flower/lotus" stuff she continued to spout prior to Lotus' release.
I'm used to seeing Beyonce vs Christina arguments revolving around trained vs natural. *ahem*
#icant
The BBC have announced their top 20 tracks of 2012:
1. Carly Rae Jepsen Call Me Maybe
2. Usher Climax
3. Plan B Ill Manors
4. Jessie Ware 110%
5. Taylor Swift We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together
6. Jai Paul Jasmine
7. Solange Losing You
8. Savages Husbands
9. Zebra Katz Ima Read
10. Blur Under The Westway
11. Major Lazer Get Free
12. AlunaGeorge Your Drums, Your Love
13. Miguel Adorn
14. Grimes Oblivion
15. Haim Forever
16. TNGHT Higher Ground
17. Polica Lay Your Cards Out
18. Dean Blunt The Narcissist
19. Sky Ferreira Everything Is Embarrassing
20. Rihanna Where Have You Been
There's...gonna be some tears
Best albums of 2012, No 1: Frank Ocean – Channel Orange
Finally, the undisputed champ, the heavyweight hitter of 2012, the best album of the year. Prepare to travel space and time with Frank Ocean
Tangerine dream … Frank Ocean's narrative skills were crucial to Channel Orange's brilliance. Photograph: Karl Walter/Getty Images
Tyler, the Creator was supposed to be the breakout star of Odd Future. When he released the single Yonkers in February 2011, it brought global attention to his LA rap collective. But it was Frank Ocean, the oldest, most soulful member of the crew, a singer more than a rapper, who made the biggest waves. His debut album Nostalgia, Ultra came out that same year as a mixtape leaked by Ocean himself, frustrated by the slowness of his record company in releasing it. It was a promising start, particularly in its narrative reach – Ocean pulled the strings of his songs' characters with easy artfulness. Swim Good told the tale of a desperate murder-suicide. Novocane was an indie-film love story, all sepia tones and drugged anti-romance. It was startlingly intelligent and new.
Channel Orange, though, far outshone both Nostalgia, Ultra and Ocean's Odd Future colleagues. It's a staggering achievement of rare scope and variety, an album that builds on Nostalgia, Ultra's foundations and brings that vision to completion. It is an album that demands to be received as such, a true long-player in an age of cherry-picked tracks and edited highlights. It insists you listen to it from start to finish, to experience the considered unravelling of its carefully plotted pace. Like Beyoncé's 4 (which contains I Miss You, an Ocean composition), its tracklisting doesn't feel like a commercial exercise – it starts slowly, rather than with an attention-grabbing banger, and takes its time to build in tempo and mood.
Ocean's producer Malay has spoken about the recording process, revealing that there were barely any leftovers from the sessions, which gives an idea of the precision involved. Its direct inspirations were Pink Floyd, Sly and the Family Stone, Prince and Jimi Hendrix, though it never sounds derivative or retro, but grand, inventive and ambitious. I have played it half to death and still it continues to reveal new details and tricks. The epic Pyramids, the album's midway point, is a 10-minute sprawl that turns ancient Egypt into a strip club, and Cleopatra into a weary pole-dancer. Ocean is a spurned king, a pathetic pimp, and lonely boyfriend. It's an upbeat electro smash and a sleek slow jam. Remarkably, all of these disparate strands sound taut and together. Ocean says he spent weeks working on just the vocal tone of the four "ohs" that open the track.
If it's musically impressive, then its lyrical reach is frequently astonishing. Ocean has honed his cinematic eye for story here, telling complex, visual tales through a variety of narrators. Channel Orange is bookended by a pair of love stories; the beautiful, tentative Thinkin' Bout You and the fond farewell of Forrest Gump, both of which are addressed to a man. This shouldn't be of note in an ideal world, but it is, because this isn't. We are used to an ambiguous "you". That doesn't suit Ocean's vision. "My eyes don't shed tears, but boy they pour, when I'm thinkin' bout you," he croons on the former, while admiring his paramour, "so buff and so strong", on the latter. Bad Religion, the string-soaked pinnacle of his romantic turmoil, sees him crying "I could never make him love me" to a taxi driver who can only offer the inadequate salve of God. It is refreshingly candid. It matters.
There is more here than just a series of well-executed confessionals, however. It's also an album fixed in its time. Ocean takes aim at LA's rich kids, consuming their way through a numb haze of privilege. He is viciously sarcastic (Sweet Life's "Why see the world when you got the beach?") and resignedly glum. Super Rich Kids combines a Less Than Zero tale of dead-eyed excess with an intricate metaphor for the global economy, topped off with a shock death: "Some don't end the way they should/ This silver spoon has fed me good." Critics of rap and R&B often miss the intricate storytelling involved, but this lays it bare, and makes it look easy. Frank Ocean is a forceful songwriter, an original voice, and a man who makes albums that could only be made by him, in an age of kit-build superstars. Channel Orange topped this poll with more than three times as many votes as the record before it. It is a deserved victory.