So R. Kelly was acquitted of child sex charges. The man who wrote ‘Age Ain’t Nothin’ But A Number’. The man who married Aaliyah (RIP) at the tender age of 15. The self-professed ‘Pied Piper of R&B’. (You do know the premise of ‘The Pied Piper of Hamlin’, right?)
AND they caught the whole thing on video tape? Surely somebody done paid off the jury.
I think Robert is a brilliant songwriter and a more-than-decent singer, but unfortunately (not guilty verdict aside) this feels like Michael Jackson all over again. Nothing will ever tarnish the brilliance of ‘Step In The Name Of Love’ or ‘When A Woman’s Fed Up’ (just like ‘Rock With You’ and ‘Smooth Criminal’ will always be certified classics), but would I feel comfortable referring to myself as “an R. Kelly fan” in mixed company ever again? Not likely.