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I must give Ms. Johansson her due for excellent taste in musical artists. Her first album, composed entirely of Tom Waits covers, is fucking wicked...in theory. According to some, the record is actually pretty good. I decided it sucked before it came out and never bothered to listen.
So I can appreciate her ideas, but man, this girl gives herself way too much credit. Jeff Buckley is arguably one of the greatest singers of our time, with a crazy range and vocal emotion that makes me want to off myself (in a good way). And Scarlett presents to us, on a chick flick soundtrack no less, this tepid trip to snoozeville. I could do without.
Go back and look at her boobs already, I know you want to.