Pop stars can be an irritating breed. Particularly when they start getting over making their trite pop twaddle and start voicing stupid opinions. Today's shooting-star idiot is Elly Jackson (aka La Roux, a name she has to use to sound even more pretentious than her painfully middle class real one) in comments which i can only assume are supposed to be ironic.
Ref: http://news.bbc.co.uk/newsbeat/hi/music/newsid_8131000/8131238.stm
Ms Jackson (possibly not the same one that one of Outkast got pregnant) has denounced all R&B as "very kind of empty, like hollow and not rooted in anything good or healthy". This comes from the foetus who brought us the complete inanity of "I'm going in for the kill, i'm doing it for a thrill. Oh, i'm hoping you understand and now let go of my hand", lyrics that are painfully cliche, trite and about as challenging as the easy crossword in Nuts (14 across: Breasts! Rhymes with "pits". (4)).
Now don't get me wrong, i despise a lot of the same R&B that La Roux does, but i struggle to see any value in her lyrical content either. It all comes straight from My First Book of Girly Feistiness in the same way that Soulja Boy's lyrics come from My First Book of Bitches and Bling. Neither are showing anything inventive or new.
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