Incubus—”Adolescents”
#101
Intelligent hard rock that isn’t loaded with pretension is so rare that I’m probably overrating this, and as smart as it is it’s still mired in hard rock’s negative view of the world, with any signs of a sense of humor intentionally removed. All the same, it’s pleasantly melodic without being cloying, never overwrought, and makes a few decent observations about the adolescent mindset. It isn’t a masterpiece, but—and here I speak as someone who instinctively distrusts any band that calls itself Incubus—it’s far better than I would have expected.
Naomi Scott—”She’s So Gone”
#103
This record, yet another standout from the Lemonade Mouth soundtrack, is a blatant Kelly Clarkson rip-off, and I couldn’t care less. Find me another current single that’s as catchy, self-propulsive, lyrically astute, or that makes such a strong case for female self-reliance without being full of worn-out homilies. If you were embarrassed by the way “Friday” stuck in your head against your better judgment (not that you should be, but that’s your problem), try this antidote. Teen pop has never sounded so good.
David Cook—”The Last Goodbye”
#105
Speaking of Kelly Clarkson ripoffs, here’s the distaff side, which in this case means trying to create the same sort of pop hooks while sounding like you just stepped off the Daughtry tour bus. Needless to say, the mixture makes no sense, not that Cook is enough of an artist to make something of it if it did. I doubt he even understands that that’s what he’s doing.
The Asteroids Galaxy Tour—”The Golden Age”
#113
I like sugary Danish pop as much as anybody, but this is almost an object lesson in overkill, guaranteed to rot even the sweetest tooth. Three years old, it’s been making the rounds of TV commercials and soundtracks all over Europe, where this sort of glossy, junky ready-made is accepted as some kind of homage to American pop music (it was even used to promote Mad Men in Denmark, where they apparently can’t tell the America of the 1920s from that of the 1960s). Why it should even come close to being a hit on these shores, where it sounds like something you might hear on a TV show for kids (not tweeners, but little kids), is anyone’s guess. Wait a minute. Does Gossip Girl count as a kids show? Now I get it.
Mary J Blige featuring Diddy and Lil Wayne —”Someone To Love Me (Naked)”
#125
This is the first Blige record I’ve liked in a long time, which is probably because it’s the first one she’s made in years that isn’t devoted to telling us how happy she is. It’s good to get the drama out of your life, but its absence in your material can kill a pop career. The dub reggae is a little soft, but the hook is good, and Diddy and Lil Wayne add just enough to keep the record from becoming too repetitive. Very pleasant all around.