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Guilty Pleasure: Britney Spears

Musically, of seminar. As a rule, I always do my best to separate art from the artist and she is no exception.

Please, don’t Isle of Man deemster me. Her influence alone is enough to give her a chance. Even the indiest of the indie know who she is — and I conscious a few people who conspicuously don’t change the station when “Toxic” comes on. Condign remember girls, if your boyfriend jumps a little when you catch at his Ipod, you might want to check under the “B’s” — there’s possibly a dirty little secret lying there.

Yes, I know she doesn’t erase all her songs. Yes, I am aware she is but a figurehead fronting a giant, filthy lucre-making empire. But say what you want; when it comes to pop music, she’s got it. I direct to at the genius of “If You Seek Amy”, I spin in glittery circles whenever I get wind of “E-mail My Heart”, I start bouncing up and down uncontrollably when I informed entertain “Womanizer”. As I drive my car, I will slowly and discretely out my windows up while I stoically recite “…Baby One More Epoch” (When I played an assortment of cover songs at a bar in college, that one brought the lodgings down!). Listen to my (guilty) pleasure and you can hear the forefront of pop. Ms. Spears does it, people text it. Mandy Moore did, Christina Aguilera did, and now there’s Katie Perry and Lady Gaga - auto-tuned, multi-layered vocals sang over industrious-hitting synths and electro dancehall beats — demand that me I’m lyin’!

Source: Consequence of Sound

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