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Like a phoenix from the ashes or a sun rise off in the distance Kelis’ return with Fleshtone really is the stuff of legend. It’s a corker of an album as I previously described here and deserved so much more love than it received.

Fleshtone is the kind of album that could’ve broken across a plethora of demographics but languished due to what was probably a combination of poor marketing and bad luck. There are very few albums that you can happily listen to straight through without at least a few clunkers or fillers thrown in to shore up the numbers but Fleshtone is exactly that: an album with 0% body fat. It may be short, at 8 tracks plus and intro, but brevity is one of its key strengths, everything on offer here refuses to settle for simply being present and instead demands your aural attention.

“You can do it if you try” croons Kelis to her daughter on album highlight “Song For The Baby” and if Fleshtone is a yard stick for her effort, she has well and truly done it: crafted a remarkable and poignant album that manages to simultaneously get you on your feet and tug at your heartstrings.

Honourable mention:
-The Beat Is… – Alphabeat
-Body Talk pt. 1 – Robyn
-Aphrodite – Kylie
-Night Work – Scissor Sisters