Taylor Swift has titled her upcoming album after the year of her birth. Also released that fateful year were Neneh Cherry’s Raw Like Sushi [Virgin], The Cure’s Disintegration [Elektra] and The Stone Roses self-titled debut [Silvertone-RCA], all on the same day, no less.
Maybe if Miss Swift had those particular albums in mind she wouldn’t have ended up hiring the likes of Max Martin and Diane Warren to work on her record. But that private jet and its accompanying airport hangar ain’t gonna pay for themselves, so…
Also, leave NYC the fuck alone. It's been Disneyfied enough; stick to Miami or Las Vegas.
