Album Review, “She’s So Unusual” by Cyndi Lauper

Album Review, “She’s So Unusual” by Cyndi Lauper

Richness fills up this album where ideas count for loony attraction.  Vision and desperation leave Cyndi to 80’s expressions fans of hers have grown to adore over the recent decades even if rock and pop get the handle on stage vibes between the shades of grey (or pink, depending on your point of view) imagined, redeemed and justified, for the album “She’s So Unusual” takes the cake until pain goes away.  Everything along her lines of conduct revolves around lovely songs and musical gaiety taken for granted by giant media corporations no matter how much they’ve tickled her into commercial status or obliged to insane tunes on discussion over her privilege as a classic artist from the times of Reagan, Pac-Man, and Dodgers World Series.  I’m talking about an American President, a horror game, and tubes that hang around where no one plays them.  American lingo as I’m expressing it probably leaves foreigners with some mystery on language before them but at least I’m remarking on vocabulary Americans are familiar with to show appreciation for the 80’s; still, I believe the 80’s can be spread around the world on an international basis where cultures around the world gain things of American value and give Americans things of cultural value, despite the splits and turns of societies across the board between the ages, explicated on psychology and poetry in motion for what’s determined as great rock n’ roll, like Cyndi’s desperation slumber revealed on album cover along with “Girls Just Want to Have Fun”.  Remember that song?  Well, it’s as much of a story about the singer as it is about girls universally considered through a liberal agenda.  Beats step up to the plate as far as the eye can see.  Maybe there’s too much for us on a losing streak in these personal lives we’re in for us to ignore Cyndi’s appeal to a wild, interrogated audience.  “She Bop” is as much about persecution and dating as it is about trial and error.  Love has a lot of corners to its seal for which desperation on Cyndi’s part gives off magnitude within reason, so there’s going to be hate.  Love, hate; freedom, oppression.  A lot is going on in the album’s ways of discourse towards the bittersweet moments on that very sensation leading to observations, dispute, and annoyance, in a girl’s hot fashion of gossip over the blue avenues and a disinterested public who will do more than share Cyndi’s classic pop-rock recreations.

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