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It also features some of Beyoncé's most heartfelt and best vocals. The song is a beautiful acoustic ballad with Beyoncé stepping into a guys' shoes and telling how she would treat a girl better if she were a guy. Opening the album is the smash hit "If I were a boy", co-penned by Toby Gad who also co-penned such lovely acoustic ballads for Fergie ("Big girls don't cry") and Donna Summer ("Sand on my feet"). On her third solo disc, Beyoncé returns with a concept album of sorts, a double disc with disc 1 comprising ballads reflecting Beyoncé, and disc 2 comprising more uptempo songs reflecting her fiercer alter ego, Sasha. Because if there ever was a Beyonce album to forget in the dust it's definately this one. She should definately take her time and create an album with songs that have some staying power. I'm sure she'll notice the poor feedback from this cd and the next will be incredible. It definately seems like I'm bashing Beyonce in this review, but I'm not bashing her, I'm bashing her feeble effort in this album release. Giving it two stars is generous, and I wasn't in the mood.
Basically the only song worth anything on this entire collection is the song "Single Ladies", which I'm still not bananas about.īeyonce, you're incredible, but this album was a slap in the face to all of your fans and anyone who even mildly liked you. I forced myself through the whole thing just to say I gave it a shot. It had the typical "independent" ladies song, and the typical "boast like a man" song. The second disc I'm assuming was supposed to be the disc with club anthems, party songs and such. It made me feel like she went into the studio and just recorded each track to the same intrumental, back to back, and called it a night. There was no emotion, they all sounded exactly the same: bland, dull, and over-polished. The entire first disc is nothing but power ballads, that lack just that, power. There was nothing deluxe about it.Īfter listening to the first disc, I almost felt I had to check my stereo to make sure I didn't have the same song on repeat over and over. I'm one of the idiots who purchased the deluxe album, and after unwrapping it at home and actually checking out the track listing and such, all of these songs could have DEFINATELY fit onto one album. It's almost like she's saying, "I'm Beyonce, I'm amazing, and people will jump on anything I create, so why even make an attempt." Which is why I'm so appalled that she had the audacity to release such an album. But this is Beyonce we're talking about, she has amazing talent, and an amazing vocal range. I am definately not the biggest Beyonce fan by far, as I usually like to stray away from mainstream music as often as I can, being such over processed crap as most of it is. In a world where Rihanna seems to have released hit after hit, Beyonce, although the superior on-stage performer, needs to come back with something stronger than this if she wants to steal her sparkly crown back off the young pretender.Before I start, I'm just gonna say I'm not an amazing reviewer, but I am going to give an honest review.
Sasha Fierce ultimately falls short of this goal. Yet though the electro pounding of Sweet Dreams or the wild Radio might be standouts here, there's nothing that announces Beyonce's experimental side like the raging Ring The Alarm from B'DayĪn attempt no doubt for credibility and importance, I Am. Sasha is B's on-stage personality and the hair flicking, stiletto strutting beats of Diva with it's dictionary defining ''diva is the female version of a hustler'' prove it. You'll wake up sharpish though when it's time for disc 2, as Beyonce is gone, replaced by the hilariously monikered Sasha Fierce. Unfortunately when faced with six ballads in a row, you might find yourself dropping off into a deep slumber, no matter how good they are. The simple, If I Were A Boy, is ably joined by the very strange, but wonderful Ave Maria and Ryan Tedder's Bleeding Love-lite, Halo. Disc 1, labelled 'I Am', reveals the 'real' Beyonce behind the makeup, baring her soul with insecurities about love. For this album Beyonce has split her personality into two. Double albums usually make us pull an ugly face (Back To Basics, anyone?) but we guess at least this has a point, almost. It's certainly not to Beyonce who, on this, her third solo album, has spread 11 songs over two discs in order to create a 'concept'. In a world ruled by downloads perhaps the flow of tracklistings, once pored over for hours by record labels, isn't that important any more.