The album pairs the singer’s rasp with chilled-out contemporary pop arrangements—with mixed results.
The album uses its glam-rock aspirations to underscore another blast of ne’er-do-well energy from the singer.
The new season recalls the most human elements of past episodes while levying urgent indictments of the present.
The singer finds her groove when she follows a less strident tack.
Miley Cyrus’s sixth album, Younger Now, isn’t quite the reactionary effort it’s been made out to be.
The music video finds the artist paying homage to none other than Elvis Presley.
The apparent moral of the story? We are all Madonna. So grab your grillz and start humping the nearest wall.
It’s telling that when Lavigne stops to take a Polaroid of her posse of expressionless Japanese slave-dancers.
Cyrus continues to mold herself in the image of the straight-male porn fantasy.
If it’s all not quite enough to declare a new golden age, it’s certainly cause to be eager for what lies ahead.
There’s no doubt that, for better or worse, Gaga’s performances are a true, uh, spectacle.
Bangerz is a personal, idiosyncratic effort that finds equal rewards in twentysomething indulgence and inspiring “be yourself” mantras.
The music video for Miley Cyrus’s “Wrecking Ball” is all monotones except for the singer’s bleached locks, red lips, and piercing blue eyes.
One Direction looks to steal the music industry’s spotlight back from Miley Cyrus this weekend with One Direction: This Is Us.
Perhaps Matthew McConnaughey’s gifts as an actor will help form a template for narrow-minded bigots.
The Last Song marries Hannah Montana moppet Miley Cyrus and soapy novelist Nicholas Sparks to unsurprisingly melodramatic results.
Bolt is perfectly amiable but rarely brisk, with neither its premise nor its execution quite inspired enough to elicit more than faint admiration.
For teen-pop, your kid could do worse.