Justin Bieber Album: “My World 2.0”

Goddammit Biebs, please turn off the garbage disposal, I'm trying to write a review here... oh wait, that's your music?????

Look, if you're going to disagree with this review and you can't accept me having a different opinion, stop reading this review right now. You aren't going to change my mind and I wouldn't dream of changing yours.

Justin Bieber is everything that's wrong with music today. His songs are generic run-of-the-mill R&B love songs you can find on any Usher CD, and his high-pitched annoying girly voice doesn't help much either. Has it seriously come down to this? That men with girly voices are what gets successful and sells a million records nowadays? If so, sign me up for on the "We are eternally damned" petition. The crap has officially hit the fan.

I'm sure plenty are bound to comment on my review with "Yeah but he's successful" or "Girls love him". You don't need to tell me that. I know he's popular. So is fast food, and what do both have in common? They poison your insides and they rot your brain. You have "Baby" where the title is repeated at lest 823763930373464923204723975027525720572348057023790435829 times, and the vomit inducing "Somebody to Love", which is a retread of pretty much every song out there. That, and it doesn't help that he has some whiny emo on the particularly hilarious "That Should Be Me", which tries to be depressing but is so melodramatic and over the top, it makes the "OOOOOOH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" part in "MacArthur Park" sound serious:

"That should be me,

Feelin' your kiss,

That should be me,

Buyin' you gifts,

This is so wrong,

I can't go on,

Till you believe that,

That should be me,

Holding your hand,

That should be me,

Oh I makin you laugh, oh Baby,

That should be me"

Raise your hands if MacArthur Park sounds like a serious song to you now. Don't hesitate. I know it does.

Look, I will gleefully admit I don't own this album, nor do I plan on it. I only heard it when I was Christmas shopping in the mall and this was playing over the speaker (don't ask me why I didn't have my iPod with me, I'm wondering that too). However, he is seriously the worst crime in the music industry right now. I'm not worried for humanity though- remember he is a fad: Here today, forgotten tomorrow.

Okay. You may crucify me now.

I liked the single Baby but the whole cd is not good at all. It's one of those cds that by the end of the song you already forgot about it. This album could've been better than this. Don't get me wrong he does have potential so hopefully his next album, if there is even one, will be better maybe once he gets a little older.

I first experienced Justin Bieber on a road trip. Nothing else to do, I gave his tracks a listen. I found a new favorite artist for two or so years.

With a few exceptions, the tracks on My World 2.0 are insanely well-done. "Baby" became a mega-hit for a reason: it's catchy and the lyrics remain smooth throughout. The interlude from Ludacris "Stuck in the Moment" expresses disappointment without falling into self-pity. It's actually mature and reflective. "U Smile" takes a different turn, toward soft and cutesy melodies.

While Ludacris provides much of the strength for the first track, the album falls shorts when other collaborators enter the picture. Perhaps because their voices and personalities clash with Justin's, Jessica Jarrell and Sean Kingston take away from the impact of "Overboard" and "Eenie Meenie" respectively. "That Should Be Me" represents as much frustrated longing as a teenager can be expected to muster.

This album is delightful. It's also a bittersweet collection, because I know his voice will never sound like this again, and his lyrics will never be so carefree. If you appreciate who Justin has become, it's time to find out how he got there.

People can diss Justin all they want, but pretty sure he's laughing all the way to the bank. Personally, I enjoy his music :)

Well, well. What do we have here? Sappy lyrics. Trite, by-the-numbers production. Pitch-corrected vocals.

This is a picture perfect example of everything that's wrong with the music business. Style, image, and familiar-sounding songs (read: done a million times before verbatim) all carefully designed to appeal to the masses.

Go to youtube and search for Jon Lajoie's "Popsong." It describes this bubblegum crap perfectly. Yep.

Allow me to go back to my Tori Amos, John Coltrane, Cannibal Corpse, Tito Puente, Cynic, Tarja Turunen, and many other REAL ARTISTS that don't make music intentionally designed to sell, nor consider their physical image a priority.

Ignorance is bliss, indeed.