a corporate Nashville assembly-line teen product modeled up to appeal to the soccer mom crowd in
the fucking PC 90s. She was geared up to have a "wholesome" goody-goody image to appeal to people who don't like their music too
challenging. She was declared a teen prodigy when she covered the country classic "Blue". Right after that, several albums consisting of her covering other people's songs were released. She has destroyed good songs like "
Purple Rain" by Prince, and predictably sang "Christian" ("You Light Up My Life") and "patriotic" songs (just in time - right after 9/11, imagine that! Cha-ching!). Around 2003 she released a teen crap dance album, it stunk. She records whatever is the heat of the moment. She is a manufactured star, indicative of what's wrong with popular music today.
On
Thanksgiving Day 1997, my mom turns on the radio and Leann Rimes is wailing her version of "
Unchained Melody" by the
Righteous Brothers. Everyone in the whole fucking family is impressed and struck with awe at her extreme "talent", everyone, that is, except me.