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LaToya
Jackson
1980
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Boosted heavily by the presence of
renowned players like Ray Parker, Jr., Patrice Rushen, Stevie Wonder and
Emilio Castillo, LaToya Jackson became the fifth family member to record
solo with this generally satisfying 1980 LP. She does best with uptempo
numbers, with the straightforward romp "If You Feel the Funk" and the peppy
"Save Your Love" serving as highlights. "If You Feel the Funk" is a well-chosen
opener, with its enticing vocal arrangement, sturdy rhythm patterns and
a memorable guitar solo from Parker seeping into the brain instantly; "Save
Your Love" picks up the pace a little but is more concentrated melodically.
Another primer is "Nighttime Lover," a softly seductive, simultaneously
kinetic number produced by brother Michael. Otherwise, there aren't any
other equally strong moments, though the snappy "Are You Ready," co-written
and also recorded by Billy Ocean, is fairly impressionable. Vocally, Jackson
doesn't have a lot of weight, but she has an obvious enthusiasm for the
songs that comes through consistently. That factor, along with the strong
cast of musicians and some memorable tunes, makes this an overall enjoyable
set. The filler material is worth skipping past to soak in the finer moments.
by Justin
Kantor
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My Special
Love
1981
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Though her
voice isn't particularly strong, Jackson makes up for what she lacks in
power with an energetic, uninhibited approach to the music. Benefiting
from solid RB-funk arrangements and the well-rounded production of Ollie
E. Brown, her sophomore album is a flavorful mixture of lively uptempo
romps and smooth-sailing slow jams. Jackson isn't quite up to task on the
emotive ballad "I Don't Want You to Go," but her performances otherwise
are contagious. There's an unmistakeable chemistry between her and the
backing musicians and vocalists on the potent, highly danceable "Stay the
Night" and "Fill You Up." And her enthusiasm on the downtempo "Camp Kuchi
Kaiai" (co-written with sister Janet Jackson) and "Summertime with You"
is delightful. Without question, this is the defining album of Jackson's
career.
by Justin
Kantor
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Heart
Don't Lie
1984
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Despite a very mild public response
to her first two albums, Jackson showed no signs of giving up, moving to
Private I and recording this album of youthful, highly danceable material.
Whereas most of the instrumentation on the earlier albums was live and
authentic, drum programming and overdubs entered the picture in a big way
here — but not to the total exclusion of the real thing. The title track,
which became the most successful entry, is the most gimmicky. Even with
cameos from Howard Hewett and Musical Youth, it's a bit too produced to
offer any real substance. More believable and alluring are the sprightly,
soulful "Bet'cha Gonna Need My Lovin'" and "Think Twice," the latter featuring
a surprisingly colorful trumpet solo. Amir Bayyan's production gets a bit
repetitive on occasion, resulting in a few sound-alike tunes, and Jackson's
presence isn't as distinguishable as on previous output. But a handful
of guilty pleasures here that are, if not much else, very catchy, making
this a wise investment for anyone curious about the music of the Jackson
family "outcast."
by Justin
Kantor
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Imagination
1986
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On her early
'80s albums for Polydor, Jackson was able to make up for what she lacked
in vocal talent with an energetic, youthful approach to the music — in
part inspired by able, live backing musicians. As the '80s rolled on and
synthesizer arrangements became the standard, however, she seemed to lose
that touch. Tracks here like "On a Night Like This" and "Baby Sister" are
too cute and overdone to be taken seriously. And "Love Talk" is a weak
attempt at being a midnight-hour, come-hither slow jam. The album's lone
notable track is the catchy "How Do I Tell Them," which, with its instantly
memorable chorus and gripping rhythmic structure, is hard to resist. Otherwise,
it's mostly disposable material.
by Justin
Kantor
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La Toya
1988
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After leaving her father's production
company in 1986, Jackson released this set of producer-driven R&B and
dance tracks in 1988. The production team of Full Force has always been
capable of surrounding limited vocalists with the right machinery: clever
background riffs, samples and special voice effects that can stray the
listener from a singer's lack of interpretation and even a weak song. Their
contributions, "You Blew" and "Such a Wicked Love," are clever jams which
position Jackson as a street-hip artist. Even with the gimmicks, the overall
sound is ultimately somewhat vacuous. Meanwhile, the Steve Harvey-produced
"Does It Really Matter" is a genuine, insinuating club/house cut, and the
Stock, Aitken & Waterman track, "Just Say No," is an easily digested
anti-drug anthem that brings out the best of Jackson.
by Justin
Kantor
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Bad
Girl
1989
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Latoya Jackson
gets no respect -- you can purchase this CD for less than $5 at most online
shops, and it's not exactly a dinosaur. Many say she's the least talented
Jackson sibling, but how can you say that Tito, Jackie, or Marlon is better?
This isn't a bad CD; Latoya's problem is that she's in the wrong era. Latoya's
voice would have fared better in the late '70s, when disco divas were anointed
weekly. Her light, wispy voice is comparable to, but not as good as, Sylvia
Robinson's ("Pillow Talk") sexy whisper. The songs, more than Latoya's
voice, are the main culprit here; even Whitney or Chaka couldn't have done
much with this batch. The most engaging tracks are "Playboy" (not the Marvelettes
song), "You and Me," "You Keep My Restless Heart," and "Bad Girl."
by Andrew
Hamilton
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No Relations
1991
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Even with all the publicity her controversial
1991 autobiography generated, Jackson was unable to find commercial success
with her recordings of the same time. This set, one of many she recorded
for relatively unknown, independent European labels, attempted to hit directly
on that note: the album's title signifying her estrangement from the rest
of the Jackson family. A far cry from that concept, the content is concentrated
in light lyrics and melodies typical of the singer's catalog. One-night
stands with the potential for something deeper are the concern of "Sexbox"
and "Could This Be Love We're Making," while dancing and fun are the pivot
points of "Reggae Nights" and "Let's Rock the House." But Jackson does
make an apparent allusion to her rebellious streak on "Wild Side." The
song is a nifty, pop-funk mid-tempo number that benefits from understated
melodies atop a percussive, frugally produced dance track. It's precisely
this vein that serves the limited vocalist well on further cuts such as
the mellow houser "To Prove My Love" and the catchy, pop-club outing "Could
This Be Love We’re Making." Not overly ambitious in scale, the songs here
are spacious enough to complement the artist's thin delivery — and simultaneously,
the production is fun and doesn’t overpower her. Offering a healthy dose
of danceable, memorable ditties, No Relations certainly doesn't match the
vigor of 1981's My Special Love, but it is Jackson's most consistently
enjoyable, full-length effort from the '90s.
by Justin
Kantor
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From
Nashville
To You
1993
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Despite many
attempts, Jackson has never been able to score a bona fide hit in America.
Making a country album proved to be a step in the wrong direction. This
unriveting, bland assortment of "songs" starts off weak, and doesn't get
any better. Jackson does not have the range or the versatility to cover
country classics like Patsy Cline's "Crazy," and her clear misunderstanding
of the genre only makes the nauseating originals worse. The heavily clichéd
"I've Got to Be Bad" and drawn-out "Break a Leg" are prime sufferers of
this syndrome. Though not particularly proficient in any musical style,
Jackson's R&B and pop output is much stronger than this feeble effort.
by Justin
Kantor
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