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Album: Bruno Mars - 'Unorthodox Jukebox'
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Me neither that's why I'm asking.
I find it amusing that reviewers search so much for JTWYA on UJ. I remember how they bashed it in 2010. 
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Originally posted by IVY
Am I the only who thinks money make her smile is such a tune, the breakdown after Bruno says watch her is so alive.
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That's my twerk anthem.
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Originally posted by Imogene
Me neither that's why I'm asking.
I find it amusing that reviewers search so much for JTWYA on UJ. I remember how they bashed it in 2010. |
BBC bashed his whole debut too. 
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Every day, life presents us with puzzling posers. Why did the Crazy Frog have a penis? It makes no sense. Others are far easier to tackle. Recently, the music press asked, for roughly the nth time: is rock dead? The foundation for said inquisition: rock tracks accounted for only three of the UK’s 100 top-selling singles of 2010. And the answer is, of course, no. But it’s the success of jack-of-all-trades artists like Bruno Mars (pop, soul, reggae, RnB – he has a crack at them all), whose two British singles to date have both topped the chart, that threatens rock’s influence on this nation’s impressionable youths.
Which is, frankly, a disaster in waiting – this is some of the most uninspired music one might stumble across in 2011. Doo-Wops & Hooligans rather lays its cards on the table with its title alone – doo-wop suggests simplicity and accessibility, but hooligans, well, they can be trouble. Appropriately, this is immediate fare, every little motif and melody geared for maximum commercial appeal (i.e. the record lacks any individuality or personality whatsoever, unfolding as a mush of well-known artists past and present). The danger, though, doesn’t stem from a little tension in the lyrics or dynamic flair in the arrangements. No. The danger is that unless Mars is stopped, there will be more of this. More music that wants to be The Script one minute and Michael Jackson the next; music which strums its way into existence with the same vapidity that fellow Hawaiian Jack Johnson has constructed a career on; music so spectacularly beige that it’s a wonder anyone has picked it out from the crowd before now.
Perhaps Mars’ name is accountable for his achievements to date. It’s something US artists do well, adopting monikers that make them sound like super heroes. Bruno Mars (real name Peter Hernandez): you can imagine him swooping in to save the damsel in distress. Whereas domestic chart-toppers likes Tinie Tempah and Dizzee Rascal sound more like rejects from the Bash Street Kids gang. A couple of contributors inject a little colour into proceedings – Damian Marley spends ten in the studio for a few bars of Liquor Store Blues, and B.o.B. returns the ‘featuring’ favour, after his Mars-guesting Nothin’ on You hit, by showing up on closer The Other Side. But when Mars is left to his own devices, inspiration vaporises (this, despite some fine past form in a producer role). Marry You is a too-clingy and very creepy love song, Talking to the Moon a ballad devoid of detectable emotion, and Grenade fails to observe the first rule of catching said explosive device: toss the thing back.
The slushy sentiments will click with a tweenager in the throes of a first crush – but anyone with life and love experience beyond passing notes around at the back of class is advised to pass on this collection of monochrome musings in favour of something with a heartbeat. Perhaps, even, something that rocks.
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What are they exactly looking for. 
I remember reading that and I was like what the hell, especially the thing about talking to the moon being a ballad devoid of detectable emotion, even tho the track is about someone special to bruno mars whom he lost in the sense of passing away.
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Originally posted by IVY
Am I the only who thinks money make her smile is such a tune, the breakdown after Bruno says watch her is so alive.
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you are not the only one
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What are they exactly looking for. |
Maybe they're some hidden Justin Timberlake fans, getting nervous someone's gonna take his place? 
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Originally posted by IVY
Am I the only who thinks money make her smile is such a tune, the breakdown after Bruno says watch her is so alive.
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that breakdown is everything though
I got a little shoulder lean I do everytime it comes on
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Moonshine with headphones>>>>>>>life
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Money make her smile would be so good live and I am sure Bruno will be doing some dance moves. 
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Originally posted by IVY
Money make her smile would be so good live and I am sure Bruno will be doing some dance moves.
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Bruno mars would sing so good live all his songs.  But I think that he does his best performances when he sings ballads.
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But I couldn't figure out if it's a good or bad review and what score they gave him.  |
Their review for "Doo-Wops" doesn't have a grade too but it's 40 on Metacritic. 
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Unorthodox Jukebox Metacritic Score So Far: ~74
- The Independent (UK) - 60 F*** them!!! but after reading this ******** I was afraid it'd be even lower.
- BBC Music - 70 Improvement!!!! 
- Entertainment Weekly 91 - slayage!!!
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http://www.metacritic.com/music/unor...box/bruno-mars
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Originally posted by Imogene
Unorthodox Jukebox Metacritic Score So Far: ~74
- The Independent (UK) - 60 F*** them!!! but after reading this ******** I was afraid it'd be even lower.
- BBC Music - 70 Improvement!!!!
- Entertainment Weekly 91 - slayage!!!
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http://www.metacritic.com/music/unor...box/bruno-mars
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Someone needs to go open a Metacritic thread in Base.  He is a major Pop star so it is applicable.
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Originally posted by Imogene
- The Independent (UK) - 60
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Some lucky hooligans already have the signed copy of the album from Play.com... I'm very jealous right now!!!! 
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It's really signed! 
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Treasure and Show me are my faves
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Review by the Guardian:
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Most simians learn by copying, and humans are no exception. You could make an anthropological case arguing that singers are the foremost perpetuators of monkey hear, monkey do. We all know that Stars in Their Eyes never really left British TV screens, it just came back as The X Factor, an orthodox jukebox of moves to cop.
Bruno Mars, author of 2010's hugely successful Doo-Wops & Hooligans, has often been criticised for aping his heroes. His penchant for jumping genres has been ascribed to a Hawaiian childhood spent impersonating Elvis, his fondness for the "wrong" kind of old music – doo-wop – evidence of a damning lack of edge.
Of course the impersonation Mars cleaves to the closest is Michael Jackson, aided by that studied trilby, a crushed croon and lithe performer's physique. If you tell a lie enough times, it starts ringing true, and something has clearly rubbed off on Mars. No one is saying that the man born Peter Hernández is in the same league as MJ, but Billboard magazine went so far recently as to identify his potent "quadruple threat" as a singer-songwriter-producer-performer who is rather handy at this whole tune-mongering caper. Mars writes for himself and others (Cee Lo Green's Forget You was one of his); he produces, as one of the Smeezingtons (Sugababes, Flo Rida); he lit up the Grammys this year with the exhortation: "Get off your rich asses and let's have some fun!"
Listening to his second album, you can easily see why this capable, versatile man is so successful; the most famous thing out of Hawaii since Barack Obama. In the fraught, loud, ADD world of pop production, Mars's songs value narrative arc and internal logic; his soundscapes have three dimensions. Every element isn't just yelling at you from the front.
But it's harder to see why anyone is a fan of his in particular, because Mars remains a cipher. This second charabanc jumps around just as much as his first, taking in reggae, a piano ballad, soft rock and vocoder funk. Given the Jimmy Savile scandal, a song extolling the virtues of "young wild girls" sounds a little off-key to British ears in 2012, but you can't fault the tunefulness at work.
Reggae is big in Hawaii; Mars's syrupy vocal works well on the persuasive lover's dub Show Me, the work of Jamaican producer Supa Dups. The single, Locked Out of Heaven, by contrast, channels the Police. But its 21st-century builds owe as much to rave-pop as they do to producer Mark Ronson. It's an ill-omened meeting that somehow gels.
Overall, there is rather less doo-wopping on Unorthodox Jukebox, an album that, despite its title, deserves your grudging respect, and a little more hooliganism. Mars the loverman made his name singing heartfelt pap whose old-time vibe found favour with pre-teens and maiden aunts. Now, on the soft rock of Gorilla, he's riffing on a coitus so animalistic, the lucky lady is pounding on his chest.
The story goes that Mars heard one his sloochiest hits, Just the Way You Are, in a Paris strip club. It sounded all wrong. The incident could have put a nice guy like him off strip clubs. But Mars resolved to write a more apposite song. The result is Money Make Her Smile, a seductive collaboration with world-beat bad boy Diplo, and not half as Neanderthal as it could be.
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That review makes no sense.  They didn't even really review the album.
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That review.  It's another 60.
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