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Although Joanne is being somewhat poorly received, I love it. Her critics are saying it sounds disjointed, but that's assuming there is a rule dictating every song on an album must sound a certain way. With Gaga, there are no rules, and that's her point. These songs encapsulate all of the different sides of her at this point in her life, and each one has a valuable meaning and commentary behind it. I would invite skeptics to listen to a few of the more lengthy interviews she has done this past week to get a better understanding, if not appreciation, for this album. For those who don't like it - that's fine. Gaga certainly isn't pandering to the masses; she's already famous enough. Nothing will ever be "Poker Face" or "Born This Way" again, and that's how it's supposed to be. She's an artist, not a puppet - her job is to push the boundaries and institute change.
I am a beginner and bought this unicycle to learn how to ride. The pedal cracked when I was screwing it on during assembly, but it was still usable. After about 2 hours of riding, the bolt holding the crank arm on the hub snapped in half and the arm and pedal fell off. I was not abusing the unicycle, just normal beginner falls. I decided to upgrade to the Torker CX, instead of getting a replacement M-Wave. Hopefully it lasts a little longer than 2 hours. The made in China label worried me when I saw it on the box, and my fears were confirmed.
A typical day; I get home at 7:45, ride the elevator up to the 10th, go down the hall towards my door. Faint smells of boiling macaroni and broccoli, laundry, and shower soap grace the air. I arrive at my suite and unlock the door, cracking it open to release the dark, cool, air. The air is a little bit musty, but there's a spice in it - the spice of yesterday's dinner and the promise of tonight's.