The Britshow continues
The only thing reminiscent of a “Circus” in Britney’s sixth studio album is her low, husky, almost lion-like growl. Unless your vision of a circus includes lascivious Britney strutting her “six-inch heels” and scanty “lace and leather” garb intoning: “all eyes on me / in the center of the ring.” In that case, this is Britney’s Barnum and Bailey’s. Bitch.
“Circus” is shameless and defiant like walking into a gas station bathroom without shoes. Even if perpetually stranded between southern bell and wild thing, Brit can still put on a show.
This album is also noisier, cheaper...
