I have a secret that I have decided to reveal today. I suppose it's not so much a secret as it is something that I have never blogged about before (at least, that I can recall...) My close friends already know this about me.
Okay, here goes...
I am actually a closet fan of super cheesy, pop music. Yes, it's true. My name is Jenni and I am addicted to manufactured music that I can shake my booty to. My cd collection contains, among others; Hilary Duff, Lindsay Lohan, and yes folks, every one of Britney Spears' albums. In fact, even given Ms. Spears' recent downward spiral (let's face it, she went down fast and landed head first), I managed to get myself completely addicted to Gimme More and have been playing it on my 'running mix' repeatedly for weeks. Today, her new record Blackout hit the music store shelves and of course I popped into HMV to pick up my copy. Anybody who knows me well will not be surprised by this. I have been perfecting Britney's choreography in my bedroom for years and let me tell you, I do a mean version of I'm a Slave For You.
So you see, head shaving, custody drama, fender benders, gratuitous coochie shots, rehab and other non music related trainwrecks aside, I LIKE THIS ALBUM. There, I said it. I've been dancing around the apartment to it all night tonight. Is Britney a brilliant songwriter or vocalist? No. Is the new record overproduced and a masterpiece of studio trickery? Absolutely. Perhaps her days of remembering the dance moves and lip syncing on cue are over. But, is her name on some hot, fun music that I want to move to? It sure is. I admit that I am absolutely nauseated by the number of tabloid stories about the tarnished pop princess, but will I keep dancing my ass off to Blackout? You better believe it!
The secret's out. No judgement, please. (hehe)
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