My main problem with “It’s Not Me It’s You” was that for all the talk of a “maturing” Lily Allen, the album was largely more of the same from Alright, Still just not as good. Perhaps when you’ve heard one song about a boyfriend being crap in bed you’ve heard them all.
So all didn’t really bode well for the evening’s entertainment and the end result was pretty middle of the road too. Focussing largely on the new album, the crowd’s reaction to most of the songs at least proved that Allen has fans who are interested in more than just the singles; the fact that it was largely young teenage girls singing along to the likes of “Fuck You Very Much” and “It’s Not Fair” might well suggest the core audience who would find such songs amusing in any sense.
Cover versions of Dance With Me and Oh My God were pointless, assuming you can call singing the chorus of the former a few times and one verse of the latter as “cover versions” and the likes of Smile and LDN from the debut album were well received.
It was perhaps telling though that arguably the biggest reaction from the crowd was reserved for her final song, a rollicking cover of Britney Spears’ Womanizer. It ended what had been up until that point, for me anyway, a fairly frustrating evening. My growing boredom with Lily Allen could have been diverted by a killer second album. The fact that I just can’t bring myself to listen to it for any length of time means that this concert was pretty much dead to me before it even kicked off. And that’s not to decry the hundreds of people who were seemingly having the time of their lives but I think my position on the Lily Allen “Style or Substance” axis has been irreversibly shunted towards the style end of the scale.
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I have to admit, that was a pretty boring article, it was was also very depressing. I mean don't get me wrong if other people like this post, then good for them. But for me, it really didn't sound any different than the last one they wrote.
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