Title: thank god mine was a promo copy
Product review: One feels obliged, in all fairness, to point out that not everything about this album is bad. I have to concede that the photos in the booklet really are very nice. As for the content of the disc itself - that's another matter. Okay, we all knew that dear Jenny couldn't sing, but that didn't prevent us from enjoying some of her earlier, uptempo fluff. On this album, though, she seems to be suffering from the misguided notion that she can sing and she's put out an album full of bland ballads to try and show it. What it does confirm, is that despite the fact that the melodic range required in the songs is miniscule, her voice is as tinny and little as we all knew already. Couple that with embarrassing 8th grade lyrics and by-the-numbers, dull arrangements and this is certifiably DOA.
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