Cameron Dallas

Dear Scarlett

Cameron esentially did what Chris Miles does now worse than Chris Miles, going so far as to even copy his mumbly, slurry dialect. Dissapointing honestly. Which, ironically, is probably somewhat due to the fact that Chris had a heavy hand in helping with this project. This manages nothing more than a boring, less climactic, Chris Miles offshoot. The first side of this album is just sad funk with no energy. Its the kind of thing you'd expect to hear playing at a smelly Forever 21. The backside of ... read more