There's really no news here except the need to urgently announce my belief that Janet Jackson deserves a more regal spot in the pop galaxy, Nipplegate and a couple forgotten albums notwithstanding. So here's calling for another successful pop icon revival. After all, Miss Janet single-handedly made knee pads look cool:
After inspiring so many dance-floor imitation moves, Janet took it to East Asia and back with the sleek, mega-produced spectacle "If." Don't act like you don't know that Tina Landon crotch-grab:
The album "janet." may have been her crowning artistic achievement, but deep down, loyal fans have a soft spot for the Janet of the early 90s:
Nothing, though, tops Janet indulging in her taste for secret affairs with her front-hall neighbors, as seen in "Anytime, Anyplace." It's a haunting little love-jam that solidified her genius for capturing so beautifully the fuel that drives the world. Desire:
I will now apply an ice-pack to my forehead and sign off for a couple days.