The woman is so hyped and famous that most people in the UK have an opinion on her, and that opinion seems to extend to her musical output. With or without listening to it.
The point of umbrage with Cheryl seems to be the correlation between her 'talent' and the level of celebrity she's achieved.
Our take on this is that she's struck a balance between luck, hard work and determination. There are plenty of people who do this in life. It's to Cheryl's credit that she's got to where she has, and it pisses us off when people try to take that away from her.
But, with that in mind, the music she puts out needs to reflect her level of celebrity.
It's an argument that can be leveled at most pop stars who have achieved 'I only need one name' status, and it boils down to this: she is a huge priority at her label, she could sell a poo simply by putting her name on it, and with those assets at her disposal she could have any songwriter/producer in the world work on this record. So this album better be pretty top notch.
Let's see shall we? Listen to the album below. Sort of.
Here's what we reckon each track sounds like. Not sonically, perhaps, but this is the level of pop song we're talking for each track.
1. Under The Sun.
2. Call My Name.
3. Craziest Things.
4. Girl In The Mirror.
5. A Million Lights.
6. Screw You.
7. Love Killer.
8. Ghetto Baby.
9. Sexy Den A Mutha. (sic)
10. Mechanics Of The Heart.
11. All Is Fair.
Make of that what you will (i.am).