New Music: Celie
Well, after listening to Celie’s new track called “Russian Roulette,” she’s done a swell job boring me just as much as her previous songs. Bitch, I’ll need to play Russian Roulette in order to listen to entire Celie song.
Of course I’m only posting this for you hardcore fans. To me, Celie is yesterday’s news and tomorrow’s trash. Her voice sounds like what it must feel like to choke on two week old chicken soup, poison to the soul.
Russian Roulette is the first track off what many are referring to as her eagerly-anticipated fourth album Rated R, (not The Wait Is Ova), due November 23.
why don’t you just peel me like a banana? seriously, just slice a piece of me ever so slightly and with your fingers and pull the skin from my body. start with my nipples. anything is better than her voice. what’s with this chick being forced down our throats? you mean to tell me there is no other hot-bodied girl from the islands whose singing sounds like a cat being ripped in half by two Rotts?!