A supremely self-assured work from the now-solo Jackson that sees the temperature rising, to quote opener "Uptight Downtown". Gone is the chilly retro-futurism of yore, replaced by a lissom tropical-pop sound, complete with funk guitar, calypso rhythms and love among the palm trees. Indeed, it's the full aural package holiday, ranging from the the Club Tropicana kitsch of "Kiss and Not Tell", to the sunset-primed chillout ballad "Paradise is You".
At only nine tracks long, but with every one of them worthy of single status, it displays, as pop albums go, both rare economy and staggering consistency.
