Much has been written about a disturbing trend in Pop music where a singer adopts an alter-ego that is a little more fearless, a little more sexy and completely without boundaries. This is the sort of thing that plays directly into the hands of fans that love to attach epic mythologies to their divas where none before existed. For the rest of us, it’s at best pure comedy and at worst completely tiresome. Seems Lola didn’t get the memo.
Or is it “more weak”?
As a fan, it can be difficult to admit when your favorite artist is dropping the ball. But, I love myself more than I love Mary J. Blige so I’ll come right out and say it: These new Mary joints are just ok. Not wack like they are just bad songs for any artist, but when we look at the many ways in which Mary has grown over the years, these tracks feel regressive or, at the most, basic. Let’s break them down one-by-one.