Now before you dismiss it out of hand, let me remind you of a simpler time, a happier time. 2006, to be exact. You and your best friend, driving down the highway with the car top down, hair blowing in wind, singing along to Paris Hilton “Stars Are Blind.” Remember? You were young then. And, oh, so happy. I think you owe it to Paris to listen to her new stuff. I think you owe it to YOURSELF to try and recapture that feeling.
And if you hate it? Well, we’ll always have “Stars Are Blind.”