It’s not that his stuff stinks, it doesn’t. His music especially, I mean, they’re great tracks i guess, well made, put together, not dicey stuff, actually classier than most pop drivel.
It’s just there’s so much ‘performing’ in it that there’s just nothing real there anymore, you feel me? It’s a lovely, shiny surface, but not a chance of going one inch deeper, because duh, no chink in that armor. Everything is just an act. This dapper dude routine now, that fucking falsetto thing, the bursting into highly choreographed dance moves, all of it really.
When’s the last time dude poured his heart out in a song? Heh, i guess, but isn’t that supposed to be one of the points of it all really? I mean, i never did that either, but I don’t write songs, know what i mean?
Who are you, Justin Timberlake, when the camera turns off? Who the fuck even knows?