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Showing posts with label Nicole Scherzinger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nicole Scherzinger. Show all posts

4.5.11

Rihanna Called....


... she wants her song/pop identity/vocal signatures back (Nicole Shirts-a-Wringer, I am quothing to you).

(If only Empress Rhi did call.. *writes out phone number on S&N and checks phone obsessively for rest of entire life*)

This is hardly an 'exclusive' or an elucidating, hard hitting piece of investigative journalism, but what's going on ('Mother, mother, there's too many of you crying' etc. etc.)? The new Nicole Shrimp-Wrangler MV for "Right There" has just been released and it is a veritable game of spot-the-plagiarism. Alexis Jordan's treadmill sidewalk? Tick. A Willow Smith whippable hair braid interlaced with ribbons that's reminiscent of Queen Gwen's Frida Kahlo hair-homage in "Luxurious"? Tick tick boom. Street set up, dance routines and costumes taken from a "Crazy in Love" episode of MTV's Becoming (a.k.a. one of the best, and most greatly missed, pieces of television to ever grace our screens)? Tic (tac). A dance break that seems to copy one of the cheapest looking, and most rapidly dating 'nyitecloob' dance breaks ever, found in the enduring masterpiece that is the Pussycat Doll's "Beep"? Tik Tok. Nicole's even tried to take on The Rihanna Lipcurl™ (that takes a starring role in the "Rude Boy" MV).

It's no longer enough to offer a visual metamorphosis with each album campaign. We're at hyper speed now, so a new visual identity/reinvention has to be forged for each new music video, even each new performance or public appearance. This isn't exactly new *inserts some spurious comment about how Madonna pioneered this restless/constantly surprising approach to the music/image relationship (symbiosis?)* and can be seen in just about every current pop star's recent campaign. In offering a distinct, thematic 'look' that corresponds somehow to the song at hand, artists can appear to showcase not only a professional or artistic versatility - perhaps travelling from something dance heavy to a vocally challenging ballad and back again - but also some degree of personal depth, by linking image alterations in their work to the facets and nuances of one personality.

Although it's illusory, it can still be effective; Katy Perry might grate a little when blasting tit-cream into your face, but when she's waxing lyrical about adolescent diddlings she might seem to be offering up a more vulnerable, and relatable, part of herself. Katy Perry's also a good example of this image reliant method of illustrating a professional/personal versatility, as she used a photo slideshow of her intimate 'happy-married-couple' snaps as a backdrop for her high profile performance at the Grammys this year.

But this approach doesn't work if instead of cultivating your own seeming visual subdivisions (if that even makes sense?) you are just nicking other people's and cobbling them together as seen in Nicole Shroud-Wriggler's sexytime serenade above. She's not alone though. Although it can arguably be suggested that shameless copying and bandwagon-jumping is a commonplace feature in pop music that might seem to be purely throwaway and disposable - pop that relies heavily on whatever musical or sartorial trends happen to be floating about in the cultural ether, no matter how transient - it can be found in music that would seem to try and distance itself from that pop stereotype or assumption.


Step in Clare Maguire. Unlike dancer Nicole Shroom-Wrinkler, who has been part of a girl group that required choreography in unison and some degree of conformity, great emphasis has been placed on Clare Maguire's distinctiveness, both visually, with her pale skin and heavy, noir-glamour make up, but also vocally with both "Aint Nobody" and "The Last Dance" keeping her fairly static. She was almost pitched as a Siouxie Sioux with hair straighteners and some Pantene sleekening serum. Yet "The Shield and the Sword" has uprooted what seemed like a steady line of visual development and replaced it with a jumble of pop disguises. Seemingly dressed as, and acting as, Katy Perry, Lady Gaga and Adele tribute acts, the whole MV seems like a misguided attempt to show artistic flexibility. By seeming to remove any remaining hints of personality, the whole thing would seem to have failed - how can you show personal versatility when you've eradicated the personality? What is the point in trying to emphasise the chameleon-ic talents of transformation in an artist with such an idiosyncratic voice? It could actually be some sort of ironic commentary on the combative lyrics, with Maguire perhaps taking up her sword and waging war on other artists, but that seems unspecified and unlikely.

Various suggestions for an alternative video at S&N HQ (I love writing HQ, it sounds officious and turret-y) have included:
  • Something Elizabethan featuring oversized ruffs and gory, corpse strewn battlefields.
  • A Tess of the D'ubervilles style homicide and escape sequence.
  • Just generally something that doesn't feature Róisín Murphy's old pom pom coat and an awkward dance routine.
  • Something owl oriented and possibly medieval.
All of these are viable and aesthetically pleasing alternatives that avoid any shallow pastiches. Clare Maguire will obviously read this and take it on board for her next single video in which she will be fleeing a crime scene by cutting through an intestine-spattered battleground wearing some sort of Flemish wimple and an owl on each shoulder. In that set up her personality would be blinding and totally overwhelming etc. etc.

2.4.11

Killer bore

Disclaimer: this article was originally written for publication in the University of Manchester Students' Union's newspaper, The Mancunion. As its author also writes for this fabulous blog, it's also on here, however regular readers may note a change in style and voice. Just go with it, pretend you're reading a paper.

As any Guns’n’Roses fans reading this review (will any Guns’n’Roses fans read this review!?) will know, expectations are rather high for any album in production for several years. While Nicole Scherzinger may not carry the musical legacy or devoted fan base of aforementioned band, the ever-increasing troubles and setbacks surrounding the album inevitably created a moderately raucous hype. After finally admitting the rest of the Pussycat Dolls did jack shit, she’s dropped the backing dancers and hit the studio with producer du jour RedOne.

As far as electro-pop albums in 2011 go, Killer Love is one of the better ones. While RedOne”s finest work has been with Lady Gaga, his touch is unmistakeably that of someone with a finger on what makes an extremely danceable piece of music. The album’s songwriter list reads like a Who’s Who of in-demand hit makers; Ester Dean, Keri Hilson, Stargate – even veteran hairbrush song-manufacturer Billy Steinberg makes an appearance. Who the hell’s Billy Steinberg, you ask? Only the man behind “Like a Virgin”, “True Colors”, “Eternal Flame”, “Alone”, “I Touch Myself”... oh, and Jojo”s “Too Little, Too Late”. Scherzinger may be a typical ‘tofu’ pop star (a voice and an image for songwriters and producers to channel their work through, otherwise entirely bland and flavourless on their own. Get the tofu thing now?) but even her greatest detractors cannot deny the sheer strength and magnitude behind her voice.

So, what’s good? Singles “Poison” and “Don’t Hold Your Breath” are perfect fodder for the Canal Street crowd while “Power’s Out” – a duet with STING – is a guitar-driven ballad in the same vein as the best of the eighties. “You Will Be Loved” is a tad naff, as is complete filler “Wet” but for what it is, I can’t complain too much. We didn't think it was going to be that great.

10.2.11

Don't Hold Your Breath (She Won't Release An Album)

A while ago, Popjustice did a feature on the trials and tribulations of Nicole Schzerzinger's latest single. If you'd like the abbreviated version: the song, "Don't Hold Your Breath", started out life as a Timbaland-4-Keri-Hilson demo. You can hear the demo here. It is not bad, and, in fact, if Keri really wanted a worldwide hit for her 'sophomore' album, this would've done the trick a lot better than any of the pseudo-soul guff or flagrant 'pussy-popping' she decided to release instead.

Anyway, Keri was off on her adventure of seemingly intentional flop, and Nicole Scherzinger was so desperately in need of a hit that would take her to a point that she might finally be able to release an album that she had practically GLUED herself to RedOne for the past year. And then this somehow fell into her hands.

At some point in the past month or so, a demo version leaked online, first without Scherzinger's vocals and then WITH them. We are almost certain this is the version WITH her vocals

As you can hear, it is impeccable and flawless. A light-as-air stomper (they do exist, oxymoronic as that sounds) somewhere between Katy Perry's "Teenage Dream" and a Nelly Furtado mega-midtempo, it is exactly the sort of thing Nicole should be releasing if she doesn't want to go the same way as Poor Gurl Keri.

Unfortunately, that is not the single version. The video has appeared online today and, we are sad to say, RedOne, or whoever has produced it, seems to have almost completely done away with the glimmering production in favour of a RAMP-IT-UP, CASCADA, FEMALE BASSHUNTER approach.

We know which version we'll have in our iTunes (clue: NOT THE FINAL VERSION).

24.5.10

This is the song Nicole Shirtsandwieners is choosing to 'relaunch' her solo career with...

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... OK, but no.