It's twenty years since a tour of shopping malls and a cover of Tommy James and The Shondells' I Think We're Alone Now propelled Tiffany to worldwide fame. You may be surprised that this is her seventh studio album and so yes, she has done more than pose for Playboy and perform on ITV's Hit Me Baby One More Time in the last two decades.
Some might suggest that Tiffany has "matured" as an artist from her bubblegum pop days, and naturally that is true but that doesn't mean that his maturity (and let us not forget that she's still only 36) equates to anything worse listening to.
Granted it's not a terrible album, it's just that its a dull, uninspiring one that panders to the guitar singer/songwriter formula as if that's all that matters.
Some of her fans would tell you this is a sublime album, full of lyrical storytelling and that it's a great statement of personality. It's not. It's your average run-of-the-mill "pop" album that mistakes a "mature" sound for one that is worth anything. I'd avoid this.
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