Goodbye Blackstreet

Blackstreet have finally broken up. It was inevitable. I have never seen a more contrived off-key bunch of guys in my life. What were they? Young men or old men?

One minute they were street boys - one leg of the trouser roled up. Next they were a copy of the Temptations clicking their fingers to the beat and dancing like something from the sixties.

The first album they dropped was the bomb. It was rich with exquisite ballads. Ballads to make you cry. Ballads to make you dream and ballads to make love to. It contained tracks that told stories - Bootie Call - a social comment and a response to the Mike tyson rape outrage.

Proper! It was proper. Now why would something so perfect start to fall apart just after the first album? And why would the number one producer (Teddy Riley) at the time want so badly to be a member of a group? I think that there is something wrong with someone who just loves the stage even though they have no God given talent to perform on it.