Check out my review for Mariah Carey's E=MC², which is in stores now.
E=MC² is everything you love and hate about Mariah Carey. Predictable but yet likable ("That Chick"). Childish but yet fun ("Side Effects"). Sugary but yet trampy ("Touch My Body"). However, the most lofty shortcoming of Carey’s second emancipation is how she seems to be downplaying her immense musical talent with songs that are, quite frankly, beneath her.
The oddest moment on E=MC² is when Mariah goes reggae in the song "Cruise Control" featuring Damien Marley. Yes, Jamaican Mariah... she sings with a Jamaican accent, "I’ve been told so many sagas, he brings the drama, six baby mamas", as she cries she needs cruise control. Really, Mariah? The song is embarrassing, uncomfortable and about as inauthentic as Senator Hillary Clinton suddenly gaining a Southern accent when she’s campaigning in red states. This is a song for Rihanna, but not an international superstar who has one of the greatest voices of all time. Carey is trying too hard with her venture into the urban playground that dumb down her musical gifts.
Mariah Carey is in the history books. You can criticize her for being formulaic, immature, or syrupy, but the 38 year-old pop diva has found the equation for success. Furthermore, any pop artist who survives the viciousness of the music industry (Madonna, Janet Jackson) and still manages to rake in hits will always be held to a high standard. The criticism hasn’t affected Mariah -- she just broke Elvis’ number one hits record. Still, I can’t help but yearn for an album full of vocals, instruments and classic music. If Alicia Keys and Mary J. can do it, why can’t Mariah?
Labels: FREELANCE, MARIAH
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