Ah, Jessie J. Right off the bat, I have to say, Ms. Cornish can sing. More so than most pop stars. It's just a shame that she seems so intent on hiding this fact. Why sing a full note, when you can s-s-stutter it instead? May as well chuck in various random shifts in accents too. And while you're at it, have your debut single be a piss-take that's in no way representative of who you are as an artist. Because, why not?
As for the album itself, it just seems so half-assed. The production seems very shoddy, which is surprising, considering we're talking about the likes of Dr. Luke and Toby Gad here. The songs themselves are pretty bland, and don't really reflect the sparky personality Jessie's shown in interviews and vlogs. There's little that immediately jumps out at the listener, with several of the tracks based around the idea that it's ok to just be yourself. It's a bit of a simplistic message at the best of times, even more so when it follows similar (more effective) songs recently released, like Firework, Born This Way and Fucking Perfect.
Add to that a live track chucked instead of the studio version, and it adds up to a very puzzling album. Despite the fact that Jessie has been writing and preparing for this album for quite some time, it feels like a rush job. Sadly, there's not much to recommend from this album, other than Jessie herself. To sum up an artist's first effort in such a way is disheartening, to say the least.
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