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ESTHERO: We R In Need Of A Musical Revolution

For some reason I find this track so... passé. It's a bit of a rant, filled ironical with more hate than love which she apparently is tirading against. Normally a seductive smouldering chanteuse with torchy off kilter production and lyrics, Esthero aims squarely for mainstream music fans with imagery aping a preening Paris Hilton with accessory dog in the back of a limo and a sounds that tinly echoes of poorly lit early nineties canned dancebox production. No revolution here, and begging for a serious remix. Thankfully, the album contains singles more worthy of our attention, and Esthero's considerable talents are not bludgeoned to lifeless pulpy waste. But for goodness sakes, please leave Ashanti alone! Watch the video (qt).

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