When Lily Allen arrived in the States in 2006, she “seemed like the perfect antidote to America’s vacuous top 40 sausage factory,” said Leah Greenblatt in Entertainment Weekly. The British singer’s explosive debut, Alright, Still introduced a bratty kind of bubble-gum pop that remains as delicious as it is deviant. But the pop rebel “sounds chastened, introspective, even sad” on It’s Not Me, It’s You as she rattles on about drugs (“Everybody’s at It”), celebrity (“The Fear”), and vanishing youth (“22”).
Still, the album is “hardly the grown-up buzz-kill it might have been,” said Mikael Wood in Billboard. Though the 23-year-old shows signs of maturity throughout the album, little suggests she’s learned from her mistakes. True to snotty-girl form, Allen doesn’t apologize for her behavior; she just blames everyone else.
In that sense, Allen is the “perfect pop star” for this day and age, said Garry Mulholland in the London Observer. At least the snarky singer’s “brave enough to have a go at defining the times,” even if she mostly thinks that they’re “rubbish.”
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