“Do you like Ellie Goulding?” Last week I would’ve said yes. This week, her second full-length album, Delirium, was released and plagued by pervasive repetition, uninspired lyrics and inconsistent production.
Delirium isn’t the album Ellie Goulding will be remembered for. Frankly, it should be the one we forget.
Who needs Benjamin Franklin? Halsey electrifies my heart.
Who needs Thomas Edison? Bieber already lights up my life.
Who needs Gottlieb Daimler? Iggy has a booty the size of a car.
Who needs William Lear? Pitbull is the reason why radio is still alive.
Who needs Christopher Columbus? Nickelback helped me discover the world around me.