Title: Anything but real...
Product review: Mandy's album has to be the most amazing collection of garbage ever placed on silicon. Poor girl. She doesn't seem to realize that she can't sing, and is little more than a toy of her writers and record company owners. The meaningless drivel smattered on these tracks is disgusting. What the hell is "missing you like candy?" Uh, is that a compliment or...what? Where is the content to this music? Where is the music? There's nothing but a drum beat and some fluffy sound effects on every single one of these terrible songs. I abhor everything this album is and represents.
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