sex, subtle and not so subtle.

all at the same time, too. 

U2: If You Wear That Velvet Dress (1997)

Jessie Ware: Devotion (2012)

Listening to Devotion lead to the other. All part of this evening's playlist.

Fancy.

I wuz rong.

In which I eat crow. Or something. 

So, back on September 30th, I wrote that I would end up hating myself for buying part two of Justin Timberlake's 20/20 Experience the following day.

Here are the things I was wrong about (and for a short post, it's impressive that I was wrong about pretty much everything:

1. I didn't buy the album the next day. (I waited until it went on deep sale at Amazon, and THEN bought it)
2. I didn't hate the album (in fact, I really like it).
3. My soul is not actually redeemable. (I was joking about that anyway. I already knew this)

I like Part II. Some of this may be due to the fact that Part I sucked so hard that I had much lower expectations. But honestly, I feel like Timbaland (and Timberlake) brought it on Part II. There is even a song (Drink You Away) that I am planning on learning to play on the guitar.

Not much else to say about it. It's a good album. Yay. I still can't forgive Part I.

On the list of other things I've been wrong about recently, I've gotta say that Miley Cyrus tops the list.

It might be easier to list the things I was not wrong about:

1. Her album cover sucks.
2. The video for Wrecking Ball is still ridiculous. Licking sledgehammers. Simulating sex on/with a wrecking ball. As my favorite fridge magnet says, "Jesus would slap the shit out of you."

Yeah. This album is surprisingly good and, believe it or not, listenable. Miley has considerable singing talent. The songs are creative, and, dare I say it, push the envelope of what a good pop song is. I even like the song Wrecking Ball. It's just that the video was so godawful it totally colored my perception of the song. (this happens rather frequently to me. I should probably write a post about that too). 

Additionally, I really enjoy how she and/or her producer, let her country side show quite a bit on a few of the songs. I mean, with a different backing track, some of these tracks could have come straight out of Nashville.

Anyhoo. Twerking, obnoxious public persona, masturbating with foam fingers and licking inanimate objects aside, I like this album. I like it a lot. And I am absofruitly NOT the target audience for it whatsoever.

Go figure.