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The bar for silly behavior among pop stars has fallen so low — tugged by a desperate music industry and we prurient folk in the media — that people are no longer shocked when an artist who has proven reliable tabloid fodder tries to freshly provoke or titillate us. We just feign surprise, or dismay, so that we can all talk/write/tweet about it.
Perhaps the best thing that can be said for Spears' latest album, in fact, is that it doesn't seem obsessed with provocation.
The album opens with the recently unveiled Alien, a shimmering reverie that is by far the best track, followed by two now-familiar singles: the frantically ingratiating Work Bitch and the more vulnerable Perfume, on which Spears, weary of a romantic rival, warns her man that she's going to "mark my territory."
Emotional and carnal needs remain in focus, whether Spears is advising a lover how to push her buttons on
As a musical reintroduction, certainly, Britney Jean offers as much grace as anyone could have expected.
Download:Alien, Passenger, Body Ache
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