ENDLESS SUMMER VACATION

MILEY CYRUS

E ndless Summer Vacation, Miley Cyrus’ eighth studio album, is to young angry divorcees what Adele’s 30 was to soulful middle-aged women. But unlike the grace and earnest of 30, Endless Summer Vacation is gritty, skippable, and somewhat annoying. Cyrus blares out expletives in her valley-girl vocal fry in a way that sounds more like a middle schooler learning to curse than a grown woman making music, and the lyrical quality of her songs is better described as a half-hearted attempt at being catchy.

The opening track, “Flowers”, is somehow already aggressively overplayed despite being out for less than 6 months, and the tracks that follow aren’t much better. The one redeeming feature of the album is the demo version of “Flowers”, which offers a more raw and authentic version of Cyrus’ vocals and emotional experience. Overall, the album isn’t my favorite, but it seemed to be cathartic for Ms. Cyrus. That’s what matters, I suppose.

BY EMMA BANE

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