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"Time and time again, Britney has proven that she’s at her most present when she plays hard and dirty: the unapologetic sleaze of "I'm a Slave 4 U," the spaghetti-Western weirdness of "Toxic," the resentment of "Piece of Me." But when she stops tugging at the constraints of teen-pop's safety net, she simply falls into it. How else can we explain why in "Perfume" she agreed to the ridiculous lyric, "I gotta mark my territory," particularly when it so badly clashes with the ballad’s soul-searching orchestrations? "Don't Cry" features her most full-bodied delivery, but the marginal tune doesn't deliver on the Morricone-esque intro's promise. "Passenger," a Diplo-produced outtake from Katy Perry's Prism, features Perry's straightforward vocal style (and writing credit) while delivering the album's only meaty melody, but its lyrics about living without a map aren't believable coming from Brit's lips. Unlike Madonna or Janet Jackson (or KP), Spears never seems in control. She wears clothes well, hooks up with the right choreographers, and boasts a singles discography to rival Pink's and Gaga's. But through it all, she remains a passenger."
SPIN: Britney Spears Goes Blanker Than Usual on the Nightmarish 'Britney Jean'
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