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Make no mistake, some of this album is unlistenable. The goofy interludes allow Cyrus to curse and declare that she is drunk, and little more. “Milky Milky Milk” sounds like it was recorded in an X-rated version of Pee-Wee’s Playhouse, with wacky sound effects accompanying lines like “Your tongue milking me so hard/And from sucking on your nipples/Licking milky, milky stars.” There’s a semblance of a flow to the record’s sprawling track list, but too many songs sound hastily written, and too often Cyrus acts as if her drug trip is more poignant than the average freakout. It’s hard to fault Cyrus for throwing her most unhinged ideas into a deliberately bizarre, free album, but those thoughts are often uneasy to digest. But Cyrus is also too skilled of an artist to not place some beauty inside this madness, and Miley Cyrus and Her Dead Petz swerves into thoughtful territory when it’s least expected. In the first half of the record especially, the utilization of Coyne and co. produces some of the best Flaming Lips songs since 2009’s Embryonic: “Karen Don’t Be Sad” is an absolute stunner of a ballad, with Cyrus’ vocal delivery directly recalling Coyne’s gentle rasp over a spacey, acoustic-led arrangement. On “Tiger Dreams,” Ariel Pink stops by to help Cyrus put on her best Karen O costume, in a surprisingly effective art-rock display of emotional desperation.
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