best. review. ever.

camille paglia is always a hoot to read, because she is so insane. here she reviews and pans madonna's new album, and i can't tell if she's being the least bit serious. but one doesn't read camilla paglia to get anything serious out of her works. one reads her because she is entertaining and batshit crazy.

choice lines:

"That's not what we got -- though you'd never know it from the gushing reviews, which applauded the CD for achieving Madonna's purported aim of making people dance. My blood boiled at this insulting reduction of dance music to gymnastics -- mere recreational aerobics. I for one do not dance to dance music; disco for me is a lofty metaphysical mode that induces contemplation."

translation: i was gonna get up and dance, but then i got high... i was gonna get up and shake my rump, but then i got high... ba dum dum dum dum, i ended up staring at the lights and now i know why, hey hey, because i got high, because i got high, because i got high-igh!

"Few of its songs are as distinctive or poetic as any number of dance hits of recent years -- Amber's "Sexual," Deborah Cox's "Mr. Lonely," Sunshine Anderson's "Easy" (Groove Armada), Aubrey's "Stand Still," Billy Ray Martin's "Systems of Silence" (the remix), Motorcycle's "As the Rush Comes," Ciara and Ludacris' "Oh," or even Annie's "Heartbeat" (by a Norwegian woman DJ)."

that's proof that she's crazy. i'll give her motorcycle's "as the rush comes," but ludacris? that's um... heh... ludicrous. and put the remixes of lara fabian's "i will love again" next to amber's "sexual" and watch the latter chanteuse's pipes crumple from the massive soundwaves produced by the former.