Title: Coco is, well... Caca
Product review: The repetitive dronings of a mildly talented cabaret singer has never quite done it for me and this is no exception. Song after song is just plain... plain. There's something to be said for going against the trend of Lady Gaga-esque pseudo-cool donkey-pop, but unfortunately this isn't going to give you anything to inspire, nor to dwell on. It's as bland as a grey wall, in a grey house, on a grey street, on a grey day. The idea that it's light and breezy or mildly original sounds like the reviewing of ex-college-wallflowers who have found a young champion for their insipid lives. Myspace is where she emerged, like a little turtle-head 'tween the cheeks of an unhealthy adolescent, and Myspace is where she should have stayed, unlike the Kate Nash's and Feists of this world.If I had to sum up this type of 'artist' in a word, the word would be - turgid.Enjoy!
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