Beyoncé’s Birthday is like any other for ghetto pop music’s number-one diva. She’s the girl the block jocks want and lame dames want to be in a world where all revolves around girlfriend/boyfriend relationship stuff over sassy hip-hop beats.
“Get on up and shake it,” she commands to the crowd. It’s her party and she’ll scream surprisingly lackluster vocal melodies at the top of her lungs if she wants to. It’s not like anybody’s going to complain. They’re just happy to be invited.
my rating : 3 of 5
2006