Inciting a minor **** storm with her 80-character review of Lady Gaga's "Alejandro" video in June, Katy Perry tweeted: "Using blasphemy as entertainment is as cheap as a comedian telling a fart joke." Having declared flatulence beneath her, Ms. Perry's instead churns out maladjusted sleaze. On her latest release, she finds humor in drunken make-out sessions and single-entendre sex talk, finds that being a celebrity isn't always a walk in the Candyland ****o park, and through it all, finds maybe two or three songs to justify her album's existence. From Ke$ha's Animal to Christina's Bionic, pop music in 2010 already looks like a trainwreck of over-produced bad-girl debauchery, and Teenage Dream only adds to the pileup. That anyone managed to make a pop album worse than Animal this year is both perversely impressive and hard to believe, but Ms. Perry has found a way to lower the bar.
My little sister just said Miley looks like she's trying to be Rihanna.
Because Rihanna's up here and these other bitches are down there.
When will your old faves
I just can't wait to see the blood that will shed when Katy and Gaga's singles release. The fans will tear each other apart while Gaga obliterates Katy the first week, but is then overtaken by Katy for the following three.