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Joss Stone

Wednesday, May 9, at House of Blues

By Cole Haddon

Published on May 03, 2007

Joss Stone is ready to finally introduce herself. Again. Well, again again. Her third album, Introducing Joss Stone, is supposed to be the truest representation of who she is as an artist, but, at the end of the day, it's still just really funky, hip-hop-infused soul sung by a 20-year-old white sprite from England. The only thing entirely new is how desperately the no-longer-a-teen wants you to know she is absolutely, without a doubt, 100-percent horny and, God, God, please, God, put your hands all over her. That's OK, though, because, for the first time since her debut at 16, she actually looks like a woman, so you don't have to feel like a perv for thinking of her that way—from her semi-nude album cover, to her new brown-and-pink locks, to her barefoot performances while decked out in Bohemian duds and backed up by an 11-piece band.



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