The music video... is a relic of an era when flush records labels were willing to blow hundreds of thousands of dollars on CGI-heavy visions of a brighter tomorrow for acts destined to go nowhere.
The music video... is a relic of an era when flush records labels were willing to blow hundreds of thousands of dollars on CGI-heavy visions of a brighter tomorrow for acts destined to go nowhere.
Spot the bubblegum B-lister having a second whack at an ill-fated pop career, this time with the support of Kris "Mama Pimp" Jenner and a troop of loyal *****s.
Spot the bubblegum B-lister having a second whack at an ill-fated pop career, this time with the support of Kris "Mama Pimp" Jenner and a troop of loyal *****s.
Oh my god. I would recognize Brooke's schnoz anywhere. I'm glad to know she hasn't given up the dream.
In the late '90s, British sister act Cleopatra's kid-friendly R&B brought them a brief moment in the American spotlight. This second single from their debut album, Comin' Atcha!, didn't find the same success as its predecessor, but it's arguably the more accomplished song—a lovely, gospel-tinged call to action that never feels preachy or corny in its hope for a better world.
Best bit: the gorgeously soaring harmonies that open the song
The music video... imagines a utopian London where black teenagers take over the streets in celebratory dance, but still manages to be racist against Asians.
