You make me love you

For those of you who are squeamish at the thought of a grown man embarrassing himself, this may not be the article for you. However, if you think talking about embarrassing and funny vices is something you’re interested in, then this is the article for you. I briefly touched upon my Disney vice during my Meet Our Neighbor segment over at Imaginerding, but today I thought I’d delve a little deeper into my fascination with Pop Princesses.

Normally my musical tastes, apart from Disney park audio and greatest hits, revolve around expertly penned lyrics and a killer bass chord or insane keyboard melody. I have been known to absolutely get lost in the albums of the Smashing Pumpkins, Dishwalla, Ben Folds, Tori Amos, and John Mayer. Yet, Disney in its infinite wisdom of what the musical market wants has occasionally molded a Pop Princess that I cannot deny.

I noticed my first Pop Princess, Hillary Duff, on a transatlantic flight when her Sweet Sixteen played on in-flight radio station every hour or so. Since then I have followed several of the young and talented female stars Disney has put forward. I would, with my head firmly facing the ground, purchase CDs and mutter something about ‘nieces,’ of which I have none, to the sales clerk before shuffling out of the store and jamming the album into my CD player as quickly as I could. Thankfully, I have been spared this mortification in recent history with the ability to purchase the records online with iTunes.

I should pause here and explain that I don’t have any real interest in who the Pop Princesses are, or aren’t, dating or how they became a Disney icon. Though I do, from time to time, get updates from my wife who loves celebrity gossip. They may be adorable young women, but my interest in them is based solely upon their ability to create catchy music that rocks and pops in all the right places and that I must sing out loud in my car (mostly when I’m by myself, mostly).

While I still follow my original Princess, Hillary Duff, the current queen of the Pop Princess throne is Miley Cyrus, who released a new album this week, entitled Breakout, through Hollywood Records. After several listening, and finding a few songs that were created specifically as belt-worthy moments for a lonely drive to work, I must admit the album has my stamp of approval. The fact that Miley is given writing credit on several of the album’s tracks only adds to equation. The Driveway, Fly On The Wall, the Rock Mafia remix of See You Again, Goodbye, Breakout, and Cyrus’ take on Girls Just Wanna Have Fun are currently loaded into my iPod’s driving playlist, and I don’t see them going anywhere anytime soon.

So, if you’re looking for a Pop Princess of your own, your best bet is to pick up Breakout and start singing your heart out!