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...will stand in line for hours at the beginning of each semester to buy overpriced textbooks. 2. Where you will never go once you realize Ebay is a hell of a lot cheaper. 3. Rhymes with “loop,” not “blow-pop...
...Fifteen Minutes, The Harvard Crimson’s award-winning weekend magazine. 2. Where to keep tabs on pop culture and see photos of your friends making out at parties...
...their enormously hyped end-of-summer albums, Christina Aguilera, Paris Hilton, Beyonc Knowles and Jessica Simpson all at least pretend to provide their listeners with the universality of great pop. But each singer--or, in Hilton's case, the person whose voice rises and falls rhythmically on the album--is known as much for her multiplatform celebrity as for her songs. All four women feel the need to tend to constituencies that may have wandered over from TV, the multiplex or the gossip-mag rack, and inevitably they usher their notoriety into their music. For those of us who like...
...monitoring her feud with a former producer, there's a score-settling taunt ("Looks like I didn't need you"). And anyone who finishes both discs with unanswered questions about her much publicized marriage to music executive Jordan Bratman is obviously stone deaf. Aguilera isn't singing pop on these songs; she's preaching to an imagined choir, and she saves her worst for last. Thank You (Dedication to Fans) is a maudlin montage of voice-mail messages from people--soldiers in Iraq, kids on the edge--whom her music has inspired. Its inclusion has a late--Michael Jackson vibe...
...Hilton can't sing in any traditional sense of the word, but I Want You and Stars Are Blind--"Even though the gods are crazy/ Even though the stars are blind/ If you show me real love baby/ I'll show you mine"--are credible pieces of late-summer pop, on which she not only banishes her persona and exhales in tune but also understands that a crush is not the end of the world, just something everyone happens to relate to. Could it be that Paris speaks for all of us? Well, no. But not speaking for herself...