[vc_row][vc_column][vc_custom_heading source=”post_title” font_container=”tag:h1|text_align:left” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_separator color=”custom” align=”align_left” style=”dotted” border_width=”3″ accent_color=”#e75c39″][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Katy Perry served up “Chained to the Rhythm” today, but maybe she should have kept it baking in Max Martin’s Swedish disco kitchen a little longer.
Katy’s best material has always had a winking self-awareness and sly humor that helped her personality cut through layers of formulaic pop production, but “Chained to the Rhythm” seems to neuter her charisma. It’s not especially catchy, not irresistibly danceable and ultimately forgettable. It feels lazy.
Written with Sia and Max Martin, this mid-tempo effort features eye-rolling lyrics like:
“Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
Come on, turn it up, keep it on repeat
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie”
Skip Marley (Bob’s grandson) contributes a reggae-flavored verse, but it’s too little too late. “Chained to the Rhythm” is a rare misstep for Katy Perry – who is an undeniably gifted pop star – so it only gets one out of five raised fists.