Deja Vu

While we all got caught up in the ‘Crazy In Love’ hysteria, let us not forget that the rest of Beyonce’s solo album was pretty poor, as was the final Destiny’s Child record. Sadly, the same goes for this. Jay Z sleepwalks his way through the rap while his missus overdoes the vocal. Somewhere in the middle sits a very average song, with five writers obviously not enough to come up with a decent melody. There’s a new album on the way, so the music industry Christmas rush, it would appear, starts here.