There are a few missteps--the awkward retro stylings of What You Need, the horrendous Private Show, Do You Wanna Come Over?’s half-baked chorus--but there’s still enough here to excite.
Demi and Selena got less than 10 reviews each with their last albums.
Perhaps not so unusual these days unless you have something special to persuade the critics to make a review.
"Dean of American Rock Critics" Robert Chrisgau reviewed the album for VICE and gave it an A- Major!
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Not much music that aspires to ****ography achieves the purity of its pleasure principle, and not much ****ography does either—not if the ideal is physical sensation undiluted by either the distractions of romance or the power trips of big-dick netsmut. So Glory's fast-tracked eroticism is an unprecedented achievement even for this longtime professional sex toy. If she has "personal" issues, and why shouldn't she, they go unaddressed. But that doesn't mean there are no signs of growth here. Never has she slammed less or cooed more, and never has she seemed so in command of her desires, or so comfortable with them. She always likes her partners and sometimes loves them, but only three of the 17 songs go off message unless you count the voyeuristic one where she catches her doppelganger atop the cad she's driven 250 miles to dump. My favorite sequence tops the single "Clumsy," where they're banging all over the bedroom, with the single "Do You Wanna Come Over?," where she promises not to start kissing and touching without his go-ahead. But since tastes in sex differ radically, you may have your own. A MINUS
Major!
