For those who came just to see Cosmo’s Midnight (and there were plenty), you’d be entitled to expect some alternative renditions, at least some simple synth looping, and more professionalism. Brayden Keizer reviews.
For most of us, that part-fabricated, all-celebrity iconic soup marinates his entire identity, and unfortunately for The Life of Pablo, any alternative interpretation you could try scooping out of his actual music still stinks of it. Harry Manson reviews.
This is Acting probably seemed like a great idea on paper - Sia taking back songs that she’s written for others, and making them her own. But there is absolutely no difference between 80% of this track list, and the track list for 1000 Forms of Fear; proving that this isn’t necessarily acting, but continuing on as normal.
there's been so many occasions where i've been approached after a show and told that my stage presence is too 'domineering' or 'intimidating' because i stand still with my hands on my hips. like would it be more comfortable for you if i flitted about stage dreamily flailing my arms?
Where everything about Blackstar radiates a sense of maturity and mortality – from the disturbing bedridden music video for the album’s second single ‘Lazarus’ to the foreboding, anti-pop instrumentals – Lulu is almost a cheap imitation of what made Reed such an appealing figure musically, his trademark gristle still present, but without any of the poetry that made him such an inspiring figure to the musically minded.