Baby’s got a natural gift.
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Born This Way is a relic from a time when gayness itself was camp.
Big Sean’s the worst thing about his own album.
It’s inspiring to hear someone shout hard truth, but subtlety can hit harder.
Tolkachev doesn’t bludgeon. He seduces.
Scott is rap’s high priest of camp.
This is pop production set free.
Andy Grammer is likable. That’s about it.
It’s hard to think of another recent pop album that writhes, squirms and splinters like…
A non-stop, gonzo barrage of funny voices and ludicrous musical interludes.