The problem with Miley Cyrus isn’t that she has broken bad. It’s that she’s so confusing. Someday, she’s sexualizing herself without actually being sexy, putting her hair up in double buns like a baby devil’s stubby horns and sticking her tongue out like a cartoon-character Calvin making faces at his stuffed tiger. The next, it seems, she’s singing Wrecking Ball, a devastating piece of heartbreak pop that ranks among the year’s very finest singles.
If she’s attempting to show how matured she is by how lewdly she can act, she’s refraining from doing a great job of it. At the same time, conventional wisdom suggests that rubbing foam fingers there foam fingers ought not go doesn’t help her credibility as a singer of serious fare like Wrecking Ball. Perhaps, as proposed by Elton John– who, like Cyrus, played this weekend’s iHeartRadio Music Festival in Las Vegas Nevada– she’s a “meltdown waiting to happen.” Frankly, it’s hard to tell.
What’s great about Miley Cyrus, though, is that she’s so funny. She has a weird and finely tuned sense of humor, which she displayed Saturday during two performances at the festival, particularly her afternoon evaluated the Music Festival Village.
Worn a white hot-pants suit with laces that went flying every time she swiveled her hips toward the audience, Cyrus performed We Can’t Stop and Party in the U.S.A. while surrounded by dancers wearing inflatable mushrooms and rainbows, in addition to twerking midgets. The colorfully absurd stage looked like a cross between a Super Mario Bros. video game and a demented early-’70s children’s television show.
With all Cyrus’ activity recent few weeks– her performance at the MTV Video Music Awards, appearing naked in her Wrecking Ball video, breaking up with Liam Hemsworth– she’s shown an uncanny ability to astonish. But Cyrus could hardly have come up with anything more flat-out flabbergasting Saturday than among her song choices– Look What They’ve Done to My Song, Ma.