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  • Guardian Review of My Machine

    Her High Royalness: Princess Superstar gets dirty with drugs

    Concetta Kirschner's fifth album is set in a futuristic 2080 "post-doomsday" world where everything has been sold off, right down to children's personalities: the tiny terrors go by names like "Just do it" and "Coke is it." Conceptually, this might explain why My Machine has so many infuriatingly catchy raps that sound like commercials. "If I can quit, you can quit!" she rhymes cheerily on Quitting Smoking Song. She's much better when she settle into a dirty, electronic disco sound, something like a cyber Glitter Band or hip-hop Goldfrapp. With production from Arthur Baker, the results on the likes of Initially and Sex, Drugs & Drugs are storming. Jacques Lue Cont twiddles My Machine, which at last justifies the comparisons of Princess Superstar to "a female Eminem." But elsewhere, her squealing, excitable, me-me-me delivery sounds too retro in this context—closer to a babbling Salt-n-Pepa than anything futuristic.

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