R. Kelly’s “Trapped in the Closet Pts. 1-5” are the most enjoyable and innovative thing about music today. Forget Gwen Stefani and her Harajuku girls (why haven’t you written about them yet, Jenn?). Forget Li’l John and the Eastside Boyz. What?!! OK! Forget about Usher and the fact that he’s “man enough to admit he was wrong.”
I am all about Mr. Kelly. The man hasn’t missed a beat. Peed on a minor, on tape, and now he’s hiding in closets and singing about it.
Most people would start singing about Jesus or something to show they reformed. Yeah, Kelly tried that, but then he realized he had to keep it real. He likes cheatin’ on his women, and every now and then he gets in some shit for it.
And talk about plot twists! This song-saga is like “Passions”, but with more Black people and no creepy midgets.
Bless you, R. Kelly! You’re a man who knows what he needs and knows what he wants. While other celebrities might change their ways following a trial like yours, you refuse to put up a facade. When I see you takin’ a sip of a beverage I see that glint in your eye, and I know what’s next on your agenda. Just make sure you take care of that before you find yourself trapped in your next closet…
