Willa Ford - Willa Was Here (All Time Classic Rock 'n' Roll Tearjerkers)

Member Name: bluetones_girl

Product:	All Time Classic Rock 'n' Roll Tearjerkers
Date:	25/05/04 (85 review reads)
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I went home from uni for a long weekend recently and like you do, got pretty bored pretty quickly. So I decided I?d download some music by people that I'd always been curious about. One of those happened to be Willa Ford.

Willa Ford - real name Amanda Willaford (she what she's done there?), previously known as Manduh (a bad stage name if ever there was one) is one of the latest in the long line of young blondes to hit the music scene. Like every single one of those other blondes her mission is to make us realise that she's not like the others. She's different. And she knows everyone else says that, but she means it. Honestly.

I suppose one of the ways in which she truly is different is her voice. Most of the others can at least sing a bit. Willa really can't. She spends her entire album squawking and screeching away, seemingly oblivious to the pain she's inflicting on the eardrums of innocent people.

In "I Wanna Be Bad" she tells us how she (surprisingly enough) wants to be bad and she's not ashamed to admit it. Well she certainly reached her goal there. What's that? She doesn't mean bad in the, can't sing a note, one of the worst songs ever kind of way? Oh. Oops.

"Did You Understand That" wouldn't be a bad tune in the right hands but Willa's incessant wailing and warbling makes it virtually unlistenable. She goes all girl power and tells her boyfriend (I think he's called Jack) to hit the road - again see what she's done? To be honest though if she cared as little as she's banging on about, you'd hope she'd shut up sooner.

"Ooh Ooh" is horrific. She actually just screams most of this one. But not Christina Aguilera full pelt, shout it out screaming - we're talking nails down the blackboard, all dogs come running, screaming. It doesn't really have any proper lyrics either - it's basically just Ooh Ooh 15 million times.

"Tired" is a sour grapes pop at Britney. Here Willa tells us that she's tired of all the blonde clones in the charts and how most pop music should 'flop' and not be in teen magazines. Hello Mr Kettle, it's Mr Pot here, I'm afraid you're looking a tad black.

"Jokes on You" is your average joe, album filler pop song. The childish lyrics and same old same old backing track do nothing to help Willa's 'I'm different' campaign. Although it is somewhat preferable to the next couple.

I thought that with all the time that goes into producing pop albums they would at least try and make people sound in tune. The technicians obviously gave Willa up as a lost cause though if "Don't You Wish" is anything to go by. It starts off with an embarrassingly cringeworthy talky bit and then goes straight into some horrendously off key and out of tune wailing.
The laughably bad "Prince Charming" helps things progress from bad to pitiful. Here she whinges on about how she wants her Prince Charming to come and rescue her and rounds things up with her attempt at rapping. It definitely deserves an 'oh dear'.

"Haunted Heart" sounds like the result of someone eating the last three songs and then throwing them back up. It features another screamy bit in the middle, which is guaranteed to set your teeth on edge.
The album grinds its way to a halt (thank the lord) with "Dare". Here Willa goes girl power again and teaches us girls how to be nasty to those big mean boys. I think I might just have put my finger on why she's still looking for her prince charming- well, that, or he's been scared away by her singing, assuming that it's a cat being tortured.

Anyway, this is an album that would make a great birthday present for someone you really hate. Apart from that, I'd advise you to stay well clear. She hasn't come over here yet and fingers crossed she never will.

Summary: I do not understand how this record was ever made