Album Review.
Likes: Brand New, Happy, Lost Queen, Know Who You Are
Overall: 70’s & 80’s nostalgic, but a bit air-headed and lifeless.
I’m probably the only person on the planet who has the following opinion of Pharrell’s new album “GIRL,” but I’m also the only 1 brave enough to say Beyonce’s latest effort was far from great, so…
Pharrell is the type of singer/songwriter/producer who can enhance everyone else’s project but his own. Don’t get me wrong, Pharrell’s discography (which consists of 2 solo and 4 N.E.R.D. records) is far from trash, but they lack the same sexy, catchy sis-boom-pow heard on his production credits. He’s the guy who can create a track so appealing, it will make you like a song with even the tackiest of lyrics, but his personal cuts are so much more subdued, they’re arguably almost lifeless. Although “GIRL’s” grooves are threaded with 70’s and 80’s pop string (ex. “Hunter,” “Gust of Wind”), they waft along and before you know it, you’re not paying attention anymore. This album’s music reminds me of the overhead tracks you hear in trendy clothing stores by no-names; take that statement how you will. As for the content, if you’re going to have blasé` music, you can at least have substantive lyrics. The material is so shallow mostly, it’s aggravating. Pharrell gave me nothing to hold onto. The only thing I can give him points for is that he stuck to the album’s title: it’s all about how fascinating this girl, who arouses his infatuation, is to him. I listened to this record several times, trying to give it a chance and…it just didn’t work for my ears. *Deletes from IPod*
Likes: Brand New, Happy, Lost Queen, Know Who You Are
Overall: 70’s & 80’s nostalgic, but a bit air-headed and lifeless.
I’m probably the only person on the planet who has the following opinion of Pharrell’s new album “GIRL,” but I’m also the only 1 brave enough to say Beyonce’s latest effort was far from great, so…
Pharrell is the type of singer/songwriter/producer who can enhance everyone else’s project but his own. Don’t get me wrong, Pharrell’s discography (which consists of 2 solo and 4 N.E.R.D. records) is far from trash, but they lack the same sexy, catchy sis-boom-pow heard on his production credits. He’s the guy who can create a track so appealing, it will make you like a song with even the tackiest of lyrics, but his personal cuts are so much more subdued, they’re arguably almost lifeless. Although “GIRL’s” grooves are threaded with 70’s and 80’s pop string (ex. “Hunter,” “Gust of Wind”), they waft along and before you know it, you’re not paying attention anymore. This album’s music reminds me of the overhead tracks you hear in trendy clothing stores by no-names; take that statement how you will. As for the content, if you’re going to have blasé` music, you can at least have substantive lyrics. The material is so shallow mostly, it’s aggravating. Pharrell gave me nothing to hold onto. The only thing I can give him points for is that he stuck to the album’s title: it’s all about how fascinating this girl, who arouses his infatuation, is to him. I listened to this record several times, trying to give it a chance and…it just didn’t work for my ears. *Deletes from IPod*
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