Monday, March 9th, 2015

Jessica Sanchez – This Love

Like the Jukebox and zingers…


Brad Shoup: What, was “Classic” taken? Oh, right.

Iain Mew: Some chick flicks and hits from the ’80s aren’t classic, just old.

Patrick St. Michel: Jump ropes suck, though.

Micha Cavaseno: A list of comparative analogies, third-rate ideas of this decade’s sound, with minor attempts to sing like Beyoncé but ending up closer to sub-Leona Lewis. Swing and a miss.

Mo Kim: Appropriate that she likens her love to ATMs and credit cards: this song is certainly as plastic as both. Sanchez, to her credit, has potential as a vocalist, but I hope she uses it in service of better metaphors in the future.

Anthony Easton: The list is total nonsense, but list songs as a general rule are total nonsense (ask Sondheim what he thinks of them). But she keeps the voice in control, and so the modesty of those formal choices make it easier to forgive the pedestrian writing. 

Jonathan Bradley: Remember when Demi Lovato tried to convince us her romance was Morning in America? As far as “Made in the USA” failed it was because the icons of American patriotism aren’t mutable enough to be made personal — or not personal enough to be shared privately between two people. “This Love” is premised on a similar conceit to the Lovato track, but the collection of cultural detritus Sanchez pulls together to represent her relationship suggests a real human being was responsible for the compilation. The intent might not necessarily be artful, but the classic status of the objects assorted here is by no means widely agreed upon, and the resulting effect is of a woman who really loves Motown 25 and jump rope and Whitney Houston romances — as well as the person she shares these things with.

Madeleine Lee: As the similes pile on, it’s the simplest statements that I find most affecting: the way Sanchez delivers “I love you,” “I need you” and “I trust you” is so confident and pretty, and on their own they would go much further toward establishing that this love is classic than any attempt at mining ’80s nostalgia.

Sabina Tang: A strong tune, metaphors with the right amount of Freudian wackiness (Like milk to a baby? Like ATMs and credit cards?) and delivery that manages to plod rather than sparkle.

Edward Okulicz: “This Love” is just trying to do too many things at the same time. She’s singing about a man, but the nostalgia/appreciation of old stuff intrudes beyond metaphor and into Eliza Doolittle box-ticking territory. The track is a fairly cool modern twist on ’80s synth, and Whitney would have done well with it. Jessica Sanchez tries, oh she does, but she’s not Whitney.

Katherine St Asaph: Sanchez is the sort of diva singer American Idol is engineered to discover but not to do anything with. The best choice today for a singer like her would probably be house, but the post-Idol machine has none of that imagination and therefore sticks her with the old “Classic”/”Like Mariah” conceit — the one that drops Whitney namedrops as a shortcut to depth, the one that’s so beloved of the 2010s, when the sense in the air is that everyone suspects all their surroundings are plastic but nobody can afford the real classics. But a classic would either pick up the tempo or get dark to match Sanchez’s voice.

Alfred Soto: Luxuriating in a plummy Beyoncé-indebted voice, Sanchez celebrates a love as classic as old school movies and chick flicks, prom queens and black and white TVs, all the while a couple of organ notes affirm the old school verities. Ingratiating, and I wouldn’t mind hearing it on the radio. Nodding toward theses referents isn’t the same as believing in them though, for which I blame the arrangement. If I heard “I Love Your Smile” on another station, I’d change the channel.

Will Adams: The throw-whatever-reference-at-the-wall approach to nostalgia wasn’t compelling the past two times we covered it, but “This Love” has other problems about it. The deflated tempo and mosquito synths are tolerable, but that organ motif is ghastly.

Jonathan Bogart: The throbbing sequencer is the best part of the song. Everything else is a jumble of unmatched referents and a powerful voice holding back, and not in an interesting way.

Rebecca A. Gowns: A strong voice delivering the dumbest string of metaphors. It’s like a silver serving plate and Kraft singles. Like a boob that produces condensed milk. Like my wallet and the wad of supermarket receipts. Like a glass of chardonnay and a black fly perched on its lip. Like a Clydesdale pulling a wagon of monkeys at a typewriter. Like the radio and Clear Channel.

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8 Responses to “Jessica Sanchez – This Love”

  1. Things I appreciate about this post:

    -Maxwell’s phrase “sub-Leona Lewis,” which I will most certainly steal in the near future
    -Jonathan’s reading of this song, even as I remain baffled by all of this song’s metaphors
    -Will’s “mosquito synths” line.
    -Rebecca should just have penned the lyrics to this song honestly

    All of these blurbs are so good, though.

  2. oh thank god sabina I was worried I was the only one / permanently mentally 10 years old

  3. (based on my crj blurb I am actually mentally 13)

  4. This song sounds like it was written by a random number generator

  5. I LOVE this song. This girl is currently blowing up twitter with her 30 sec vignettes. At least she’s out there living her dream rather than bashing kids and their talent behind a damn computer screen like 99.9% of yall on this site. Good Lawd.

  6. ^ the funny thing is that she was praised across the board for her talent; rather, many of the reviews criticize the song construction!

  7. There’s a dream to be lived beyond bashing kids and their talent from behind a damn computer screen?

  8. personally I prefer bashing kids and their talent IN PERSON