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Release Date: 08/22/2006
As everybody knows,
Paris Hilton is famous simply for
existing. Even before she was a household name the heiress to the
Hilton hotel fortune was famous in certain circles, partially because of her pedigree, partially because she was at every exclusive party, partially because of her very name, an instantly memorable and malleable moniker that spawned T-shirts ("Paris Hilton Is Burning") and gossip websites alike (
perezhilton, naturally). All this hipster activity was bound to spill over into the mainstream and it did in a spectacular fashion in 2003 when she and
Nicole Richie -- her best friend for life circa 2003 -- starred in the reality series
The Simple Life, which saw the two pampered socialites attempting to fit into the real world of Wal-Marts and roadhouse saloons. Just before the series hit the airwaves, a sex tape of
Paris with her ex-boyfriend
Rick Solomon was leaked to the Internet and the resulting media hoopla of the show and the porn made
Paris a bona fide celebrity. Pretty soon, she was everywhere and she began dabbling in almost every part of the entertainment industry, from film to fashion. What all these projects had in common is that they all featured
Paris as
Paris -- even when she was getting whacked in
House of Wax, she wasn't really playing a character -- and in all of them her presence never matched her persona, which always was more compelling as seen through the prism of tabloids. She seemed destined to never deliver any project that would justify her fame, and it certainly seemed that the album that she spent two years recording would not be the project that would be a flat-out success -- that prolonged gestation for a
pop album nearly guarantees trouble of some kind.
Amazingly, that long-to-materialize album (it's hard to call it highly anticipated) turns out to be shockingly good -- and not just according to a grading curve for actors-turned-singers. After all,
Paris was never an actress to begin with; she was a media creation who peddled the same image to a number of different formats, and it just so happens that her sexy, spoiled, shallow act is perfectly suited for
bubblegum pop. Of course, it helps that she has a crack team of professionals supporting her on
Paris, chief among them songwriter
Kara DioGuardi and producer/co-writer
Scott Storch, who is name-dropped on the first song,
"Turn It Up," and leaves a heavy imprint on the rest of the record, producing just over half of it and serving as one of the executive producers along with
Tom Whalley and
Paris herself. They come up with a sound that's casually modern and retro with enough heft in its rhythms to sound good at clubs, yet it's designed to be heard outdoors on the sunniest day of the summer. This is exceedingly light music, as sweet and bubbly as a wine spritzer, yet it isn't so frothy that it floats away. Like the best lightweight
pop,
Paris retains its sense of fun through repeated listens, long past the point that the novelty of
Paris Hilton releasing a good album has worn off.
Make no mistake,
Paris is a very good
pop album, at times deliberately reminiscent of
Blondie,
Madonna, and
Gwen Stefani, yet having its own distinct character -- namely,
Paris' persona, which is shamelessly shallow and devoid of any depth. Where that might be irritating within a movie or within pop culture at large, when placed in a shiny, hooky
dance-pop album it works splendidly, particularly because the songs are strong and
Storch and company know how to keep things light -- and everybody involved knows that it's fun to play around with
Paris' image, no matter if it's her murmuring "that's hot" at the beginning of the record or covering
Rod Stewart's
"Do Ya Think I'm Sexy," or writing about her feud with
Nicole Ritchie on the delightful
"Jealousy." But for as much as
Paris is about
Paris, she doesn't necessarily stand out here; her voice -- which is almost certainly auto-tuned and tweaked by a computer, yet it's nevertheless appealing, more so than
Britney Spears' often awkward squawk -- may blend into the production, yet that actually helps the recordings since it emphasizes the melodies above everything else. And there are some irresistible melodies here: the breezy
"Stars Are Blind," the gilded rush of
"I Want You" driven by a
"Grease" sample, the sweet
"Time After Time" rewrite
"Heartbeat," and the great
power pop of
"Screwed," for starters.
Yes, there is no denying that this is a pure piece of product, but it is indeed
pure as product.
Paris makes no apologies for being mass-market
pop, but everybody involved made sure that this was well-constructed mass-market
pop. It may not bear the mark of an auteur the way
Christina Aguilera's
Back to Basics does, but it never feels tossed-off, and track-for-track it's more fun than anything released by
Britney Spears or
Jessica Simpson, and a lot fresher, too. It's easy to hate
Paris Hilton -- lord knows that she and her friends like
Brandon Davis are walking advertisements against the repeal of the estate tax -- but any
pop fan who listens to
Paris with an open mind will find that it's nothing but fun.
~Stephen Thomas Erlewine, All Music Guide
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