Album Review, “Like a Virgin” by Madonna
It’s provocative just from the nature exhibited on love and relationships. Perhaps there’s a hug Madonna realizes to exist that separates flesh from space as described in her visionary art for materialism, reliance, and angel food. Here I’m meaning “food” in the Biblical sense: ideas, as far as ideas go. Women should become angels for what’s provided by Madonna’s vision for money and power since our emotional being revolves around sensation more than intellect, something to which she addresses in a good share of negativity along the lines- right and wrong, spiritually- while romance is enhanced from personality as a whole rather than mere speculation, as men may know enough to let women rain over them through magnificent beauty and pointless refutals. Oh yeah, I’m probably noting a lot about this. Picturesque tales will be shot in glittery ribbons. At times I find myself to be at odds where thoughts count for sanity even if doubts are curtailed in shape and fashion by this mother’s tongue I’m spitting words in. Visuals get repeated in rounds of applause for what “Like a Virgin” is worth. Feeling dizzy, like those rhythms indicated in “Material Girl”, exceeds on sensation until pinpointed accuracy is reached in harmony of dispute for feminine privilege, education where it stands for lyrical happenings as shown in its music video and old, rotten fossils on eBay. Sometimes I think getting old is the best part about being young like the breeze from within at grasp for sensation against false moments into intellect, as given in memorable sizes of imagination. Opinions go through me and out the other way. Teeming music reigns supreme on command near stereo flow. Madonna has provided songs and lyrical appeal as opposed to just a popular assortment of looks during music’s demands concerning faithful originality in all its pure bliss over hits out of sheer force and applicable entertainment, as “originality” can mean a number of things related to cultural references in addition to sanity, privilege, and longing creativity. Truth or dare? Anything in “Like a Virgin” relies on a mixture of the two. Sex itself leaves us with questions on people as long as the thought counts or otherwise seems to make everything valuable and lets us realize the truth.
https://youtu.be/6p-lDYPR2P8
No comments:
Post a Comment