This came out in 2002 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
“Just had to go my way,” sings LeAnn Rimes, summing up her latest album Twisted Angel in six little words.
Yep, she’s gone her own way, all right. Trouble is, it’s the wrong way. Sticking to the same trail she set out upon with last year’s album I Need You, the 20-year-old former country starlet continues to lunge desperately — and clumsily — for the pop charts. Gone are the gorgeous country covers delivered in the stunning voice that turned heads when she was 13. In their place, you get tracks that turn your stomach: Sub-Britney teen-pop dance fluff and gloppy ballads that are nothing but a huge waste of her huge voice. To add insult to injury, the CD booklet is basically a collection of seedy cheesecake pix that capture the barely legal LeAnn ridiculously tarted up like Nashville Hooker Barbie. “Just had to go my way,” sings LeAnn, “Now I’ve got hell to pay.” You said it, kiddo.
