Review: Jack Foley
THE Jackson family just can't seem to stay out of controversy
at the moment.
Michael's current court woes aside, Janet is making a fair stab
at doing things sensationally, as exemplified by her revealing
turn at the Superbowl, in which her nipple was 'accidentally'
exposed by Justin Timberlake.
Anyone who listens to her latest long-player, Damita Jo,
might think the incident was less of an accident, and more of
a stunt, for this soulful diva is clearly in touch with her sexual
feelings at the moment.
The album is a frank, sexy, ever so explicit love serenade, featuring
Janet at her raunchiest (heck, she even appears on the album's
cover semi-naked, so there's no getting away from the nipples
at the moment).
Tracks such as Sexhibition, All Nite (Don't Stop), Warmth
and Moist are all about sex, and nothing less, with some
seriously sexy vocals to back up the smooth beats.
Jackson sounds like a tease, throughout, a lyrical nymphomaniac,
whose breathy vocals aren't above wanking you off in a car, or
recounting the memory of a particularly kinky episode.
Make no mistake, this is R&B for the late-night crowd, packed
with lyrics that are designed to make your mother blush.
There are the inevitable ballads, which lend the album a cumbersome
feel at times, but there is so much to admire here, that it's
difficult not to get excited at other points (and we're not talking
Tracks one to four, for example, are brimming with polished energy,
packed with snappy rhythmns and a playful, flirty disposition
that can't fail to put a smile on your face.
My Baby features Jackson at her most girlish, whispering
sweet 'baby, babys' through the chorus, as Kanye West chips in
with a neat little rap, while the funky Like You Don't Love
Me is a frustrated number, in which the R&B temptress
urges her man to deliver some rough sex.
Yet, no matter what the track, the lyrics are rife with sexual
references, from the 'just keep me coming baby', on the
sickly sweet Spending Time With You (an example of the
album at its blandest), to the X-rated Warmth, in which
she urges her lover to pull over, and sings of 'my hands, wrapped
around, stroking... nothing can compare to the warmth of my mouth'.
Sexhibition, too, just can't stop with the references,
referring to sexplanations, sexploitation and sexation.
Still, if being raunchy helps Jackson to sound this good, then
to coin a phrase, 'keep it coming baby'.
1. Looking For Love
2. Damita Jo
4. Strawberry Bounce
5. My Baby (featuring Kanye West)
6. The Islands
7. Spending Time With You
8. Magic Hour
9. Island Life
10. All Nite (Don't Stop)
11. R&B Junkie
12. I Want You
13. Like You Don't Love Me
14. Thinkin' Bout My Ex
17. It All Comes Down To Love
19. The One
22. Just A Little While