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Corinne Bailey Rae: The Sea

On march 22nd, 2008, Corinne Bailey Rae received a devastating phone call.
Her husband of seven years, Jason Rae, was dead of an accidental drug overdose.
The British singer whose soulful 2006 debut sold nearly 2 million copies
went through months of paralyzing grief during which she did nothing
no songwriting or performing or working at all.
Every day felt like it lasted six months like this massive gaping time
that just went on and on and on, she says.
There were days when she wouldnt leave her apartment.

But eventually, strengthened by the support of her family and friends,
she says the misery brought a certain freedom.
I thought, I can absolutely be myself, says Rae.
I was just totally self-obsessed, talking about how I feel and what I was thinking
all the time.

Raes new LP, The Sea, benets from her openness.
When I was writing, I was singing whatever came out, she says.
From the very rst verse on an ethereal ballad called Are You Here,
you can hear the confusion, exhaustion and hurt in her voice.
We thought it was going to be this really underground album, says Rae.
But the success gave me more freedom.
I recognize that The Sea isn’t as poppy, and maybe it won’t do as well as the first record.

She had already written several of The Seas tunes in early 2008,
before Jason ODd on a combination of alcohol and methadone at a friends Leeds apartment.

At first, Rae says, she started working again to pass the hours sometimes shed show up
at the studio and just lie on the couch. But once she got engaged with the process, she got
really engaged. I wanted to run how it sounded, says the singer, who aimed for
a live-in-the-studio feel, so the record would resemble the music Rae actually listens to:
indie-folk singers like St. Vincent and Sufan Stevens.

Rae seems ready for the challenge of making herself vulnerable before her audience;
shes touring the U.S. this spring, playing Coachella and joining the reborn Lilith Fair
over the summer.
Her life, she realizes, has got to go on.
Theres still a big part of me that feels like, How can it be real? she says,
her eyes lling with tears. The fact that someone can just vanish is the strangest, strangest thing.
I cant believe its real. You want to say, When is it going to go back to normal?,
but it isnt going to go back to normal. Its going to be a dierent thing.

Corinne Bailey Rae – The Sea

01. Are You Here (4:12)
02. I’d Do It All Again (3:07)
03. Feels Like The First Time (3:13)
04. The Blackest Lily (3:37)
05. Closer (4:17)
06. Love’s On It’s Way (3:54)
07. I Would Like To Call It Beauty (4:18)
08. Paris Nights/New York Mornings (3:51)
09. Paper Dolls (3:20)
10. Diving For Hearts (4:50)
11. The Sea (4:04)

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Rihanna Rated R review-plus

Rihanna Rated R

Track list
1. Mad House
2. Wait Your Turn
3. Hard featuring Jeezy
4. Stupid In Love
5. ROCKSTAR 101 featuring Slash
6. Russian Roulette
7. Fire Bomb
8. Rude Boy
9. Photographs featuring will.i.am
10. G4L
11. Te Amo
12. Cold Case Love
13. The Last Song

Rihanna Rated R

Album review from RapRadar:

Mad House:

Intro interlude. Slow plodding. Brief. No lyrics. Dark. Sets tone for record which is really cohesive.

Wait Your Turn:

Sounds good through L.A.’s speakers.


Sounds really good through L.A.’s speakers.

Stupid In Love:

Wonder who this one’s about? Finger snapping groove. Mid-tempo. First verse, she goes “Don’t treat me like I’m stupid”. 2nd verse something about her being an idiot. Her friends have told her he is not one. 3rd verse, she talks about him “actin’ like a jerk”. Something about a “dunce cap”. Hook goes: “I may be young but I’m not stupid. I’m not stupid in love”.

Russian Roulette:

Can’t believe some of y’all are still frontin’ on this.


Features Slash on guitar. “I told you baby”. She’s in full swag mode. Talkin’ about clothes she’s rockin’. She’s at a party with her girls and everyone’s clockin’. Got her “middle finger up”. She talks about the “big city. bright lights”. All she’s “missing is a guitar”? She’s a shit talkin’, six-inch heel wearer. Something about bra and panties. Hook goes: “Baby, I’m a rock star. Hey baby, I’m a rock star”.

Fire Bomb:

First joint I’m not feelin’. This one actually has heavier guitars and more of a rock element than “Rockstar”. Heavy car metaphor throughout. There’s references to “lovers need to clear the road” and “where we’re goin’ we don’t need no breaks”. Ambulance talk. Gasoline. Revved up engines. One big flat tire if you ask me.

Rude Boy:

Back to the fun Ri-Ri. She’s out on the town lookin’ for a new man. A rude boy who can “take it, take it”. Slightly different vocal tone in first verse. “Giddy up. Give it to me baby. Give it to me harder. Buckle up.” Yup a lot of car references. “I like the way you pull my hair”. Woah. Ok, I’m blushin’. Think she says “muthafuckin’”. Really potty mouth on this disc. She’s such a fuckin’ lady.


A true collabo with Will.i.Am about missing past lovers. Hook goes: “All I got are these photographs. All I got is nothin’ without you”. Acoustic in the intro. Heavy bass. First verse she says, “It could’ve been you and me”. Drums kick in 2nd verse real BEP style. Will’s vocals come in on bridge addin’ a lil male perspective on the matter. He reminisces on he and a special lady on her “grandma’s sofa kissin’”. Ah, young love.


The title stands for “Gangsta For Life,” which takes a long time to reveal itself. This begins the real dramatic soap opera side of the CD. She sings about “guns in the air” . “I’m ready to roll”. “We don’t play that shit nigga”? Um, ok? Dramatic outro at end she purrs, “Revenge is sweet”.

Te Amo:

Cute but cheesy. It’s real Mama Don’t Preach. “Don’t let love hurt you,” a wise woman warns her. She repeats the title plenty and often.

Cold Case Love:

This is the Justin contribution. He does his best Timbaland impersonation with a overly-produced and arranged wall of electronic sounds. She’s on a “dark and burning road”. She’s most angry here. This is the big FU CB tune. “What you did to me wasn’t right?” Now that’s an understatement. “We lost in love”. Quality lyrics but too damn long.

The Last Song:

I can’t stand this clunker. “Time to turn off the last song,” she keeps repeating. And I wish I coulda done just that. More wailing guitars. A bad ending to a good album

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