Filed by Steve Barrett
Why would a pop star assume we wish to travel along with her on the path to a nervous breakdown?
I refer, of course, to Kelly Clarkson’s grating tune “Because of You.”
It starts out quietly enough, I noticed while lifting weights (a blueberry muffin in each hand) at the gym. But soon enough, she is shouting. And finally, she is literally shrieking at whatever listeners haven’t yet stopped up their ears with cotton.
It’s the musical equivalent of a drive-by shooting.
I’d like to know how, exactly, almost sublime vocalists such as Gladys Knight or Ronnie Milsap got replaced by the likes of Ms. Clarkson and Nick Lachey. When did we go so desperately wrong?
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