I’ve always liked Janet Jackson. Control and Rhythm Nation 1814 projected such a sense of independence, it seemed she could stand apart from the pop machine while still reaping lots of cash from it.
Then she started to get fixated on sex. And since The Velvet Rope, she’s re-recorded the same album.
The whole wardrobe malfunction made me sorry for the country — an accident turned Puritan scandal! It may have cut into her album sales more than the fact that Damita Jo just wasn’t that great.
Janet is releasing another album this fall, so says Billboard.com. I’m still optimistic Janet may explore other parts of her being — I mean, c’mon, if Madonna can get all Kaballah on Ray of Light — but the number of albums exploring her freak far outnumber the albums exploring her independence.