Of course, generic ecstasy is way better than no ecstasy at all. Jonathan Bogart: For weeks I’ve been hearing the chorus as “DJ gonna spoil our love again,” and starting to think of interesting backstories to fit that narrative, then getting distracted by the generic ecstasy of the music. Here, he’s stuck on what might as well be a Jay Sean track, autotuned and singing Hallmark crud like “dance like it’s the last night of your life.” There’s gotta be a better way to stage a comeback why not try actually sounding like Usher? Katherine St Asaph: Usher once had an identity, but now he’s pinning himself to collaborators seemingly at random, like he threw some darts at last year’s Billboard chart and hit will.i.am, Bieber and Pitbull (last seen with Enrique Iglesias, for fuck’s sake).
Actually this is a smart club number, but I find Usher’s high notes a bit strained and harsh, and I never like autotuning. Martin Skidmore: Slick synth dance beats from Max Martin and Usher’s typically slick performance make for a slightly bland experience, so Pitbull’s energy is very welcome.
Usher there goes my baby clean movie#
Pitbull: “My life is a movie and you’re just TiVo.” Is that supposed to be a dis? Can’t a TiVo hold a bunch of movies - in HD, even! - if its hard drive is big enough? Metaphors! This cacophonous bit of techno-pop bears a Max Martin production credit, although you wouldn’t know it by listening it’s got a chorus that soars in a way that brings to mind Hilary Duff’s “Come Clean,” and its keyboard stomp brings to mind a Red-Bull-starved cover of Bizarre Inc’s “I’m Gonna Get You.” P.S. It also apparently encapsulates how his label feels about him getting a huge hit with the assist of will.i.am Versus employs a lot of heavy hitters in the credits, including Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis (who were responsible for two of RvR‘s best tracks), Jay-Z, and Ush’s protégé of sorts Justin Bieber. Raymond by releasing an EP called Versus, which is supposedly going to encapsulate how he feels about being single and a dad. Maura Johnston: Usher is combating the bloat of the half-good Raymond Vs.
Which means they get the same grade.Īl Shipley: For a decade, Usher ruled pop radio by catering to R&B radio, but when his grip on the latter started to slip, he decided to grab will.i.am for some of that Black Eyed Peas money on “OMG.” The gamble worked, partly because it felt like less of a crossover move in the era of black radio actually playing BEP, but now he’s going fully pop with a Max Martin track, and the stylistic strain is really starting to show. David Guetta’s “Club Can’t Handle Me” are exactly the same song. That and the “dance dance / like it’s the last last night of your life” part are enough to elevate this otherwise fairly unremarkable disco-chugger which gets one bonus point because it is basically a Mylo song.Ĭhuck Eddy: After several listens to both, I’m pretty much convinced that this and Flo Rida ft. Mallory O’Donnell: Despite the autotune hangover, Usher really works his upper register to great effect here, weaving his voice in and out of those crispy sawtooth waves like a true diva. Seriously, it turns total insincerity into, like, art… Donnie Trumpet & the Social Experiment.
I LIE HERE BURIED WITH MY RINGS AND MY DRESSES.
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