Please imagine the following: You are in Los Angeles. In the Hills. You are invited to a vegetable barbeque and summer drinks for the afternoon. Host is someone very rich that you hardly know. There is a pool that lovely lounges around, also some old -serving rappers: are there inside. Easypopeasy everything. Timeless.
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You have one slightly sitting, and it gets the feeling that you are in a Sugarcoated intermediate world through which you move in slow motion. With every hour, the need grows to be due to the frosty Berlin winter. Mariah’s new album depicts all of this. You can see the whole thing in front of you. You feel it. Carey is what she is. An experienced singer in a genre that is located in a Twilight zone: between R’n’B, HipHop and Cheesy Barmusik from 50 years ago.
With this album it is reliable and delivers on eleven tracks softness (“My Love”) and reminiscent of Aaliyah Rhythm clappen (“Sugar Sweet” Feat. Shenseea & Kehlani). Her voice seems to have become deeper over the years, which is pleasant. The too shrill collorature singing is missing except for a few small sprinkles at the end of the title track. But innovation too. It continues what she has always done: Soulful background music in perfect. I am given a cool Negroni. Thanks.
This review first appeared in the MusikExpress 10/2025.