From Buenos Aires, it’s the baby of the singing, acting, composing, and directing Ortega family…

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Jonathan Bogart: Neither the plinky-plonk instrumentation, the breathy delivery, nor the tweegasm video does anything to disabuse the unsympathetic listener of the certainty that she’s essentially a Southern Cone version of Zooey Deschanel’s character from New Girl. Lucky I’m sympathetic, this once.
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Patrick St. Michel: This is a little too easy-going and twee overall, pleasant but nothing more.  It does feature one great sound, though, in those tiny bits of percussion that go off right before the chorus.
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Brad Shoup: Substituting cadence for catchiness makes a tasteless sonic dessert.
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Will Adams: Adding marimbas to a Regina Spektor song won’t hurt, but it won’t help.
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Sabina Tang: Pleasantly unremarkable exercise in International Tweecore. Grammies-wise, expect this to split a voting bloc with the Deborah de Corral track. (If I’m dismissive out of proportion to the numerical score, it’s because I once loved this stuff enough to overdose on it in half a dozen languages; I’ll never dislike the sound, but in the absence of growth, subversion, or even hybridism, I ran out of excited descriptors years back.)
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Ramzi Awn: I want my three minutes back. 
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Alfred Soto: As the tinkling piano and singsong cadences welcomed me, I thought I was in Lekmanlandia, without precision mitigating cuteness.
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