Maneater and Promisuous Girl were both great singles. Hell, Say It Right and All Good Things were even good songs. Yet beyond a few more tracks, Loose wasn't filled with first-rate material. It was Toronto's answer to Cher and hip hop's version of a fat black man coming up with an album that looked towards Gwen Stefani, Madonna and even Britney. It was decent: irresistable in places, dull as Rachel Stevens leaving a voicemail in others. So thank fuck Nelly Furtado has ditched so-2006 Timbaland (that man is Bandy's concern these days apparantly). Able to cherry pick her best identities from 3 previous English-language studio albums and beyond, proof of the no-brainer decision below:Above: with tan lines Kelly Llorenna would be proud of, Nelly's who-is-she nasal grimacing bodes well for new album Lifestyle.
