I cannot stand this little prick, and I honestly do not get the hyperbole around this arrogant arsehole. Anyway, I’ll put that aside and try to write a review longer than a sentence. I must confess that even though I went through the painful process of listening to the record until its conclusion, I could not wait for it to end, and I could feel the blood running out of my ears as my eardrums were subjected to unnecessary abuse. The only high point of the album is that it features guitars. I hated his vocals, but the guitar on “That’s What Love is” was very pleasing. The album never got going for me, and his vocals seem vacant. I’m sure he couldn’t even be bothered to try every time he entered the vocal booth.

Maybe, he was missing his wife or just wanted to piss about in the studio rather than knuckle down and try his best once inside the booth? After all, this arrogant prick befriended one of the most extraordinary Boxers, Floyd Mayweather Junior, and now thinks that by association, he is as untouchable as Floyd was during his Boxing career. I feel sorry for his fans in all this, but they are all fucking brainwashed idiots who think this guy is the second coming of Christ. He comes across as bored throughout the record, showing contempt for all his fans, and he doesn’t care what anyone thinks of the record. Not only are his vocals painful to listen to, but the production is just diabolical; every song seems like a repeat of the track that went before, and the lyrical content isn’t much better. Overall, The album is boring, and you can’t

wait for it to end. It was a very long 51 minutes, and I was relieved when it was over. I will never listen to it again, and I hope I will not be doing any more Justin Bieber reviews throughout the year. They said the title was meant to represent Justin moving with the times, but instead, you have an absolute hornet’s nest of a record. I have elected to not even give a mark out of ten. Pure shite.