The reaction to Beyonce's second single off of the new album, "Ring The Alarm," doesn't seem to be getting any warmer a reception, nor does the video (which cheaply tries rip off Basic Instinct).
In the song, Beyonce angrily shouts about how she'll be damned to see another girl on her man's arm while an obnoxious siren plays in the background that grates into your head like an electric screw driver. At one point in the video, she's actually supporting her body with her arms under her, one leg up in the air and the other touching the wall as she sports an army camouflaged hoodie and brown boots.
The melody's horrible, it's not catchy, and even though she claims the song (along with many others on the new disc) was written in the mind frame of Deena, her character in the upcoming movie Dreamgirls, it still leaves me feeling completely numb and, frankly, cheated.
I've heard the whole album and let me tell you, there are no Grammys coming Sasha's way this season. This is a prime example of lazy artistry and over-commercialism. They've taken a good singer with a dynamic stage presence and turned her (or she's turned herself) into some kind of laughable Vegas showgirl with songs I could've written when I was twelve.
Listen to the songs and judge for yourselves, but trust me, you're getting yourself into less than you bargained for. Beyonce's first week numbers for B-Day may be decent due to her star power, but my instinct and common sense tell me those numbers will fall as fast as "Deja Vu" did from the charts.
Soon, Ms. Beyonce herself will fall from the comfy stoop she's sat on for years as the darling of popular R&B. Conclusion? Bitch done lost her marbles.