I'm Your Baby Tonight
After two albums of staggering, adult-contemp-leaning ballads and slow jams, Whitney took a bigger stab at dance-pop here. Seems like a natural fit, no? Yet somehow, that perfect voice and diva presence always feel a bit awkward over a steady beat, as if her high-pitched drama resists being tamed by a simpler, smaller structure. That's not to say this album doesn't have plenty of tracks that work: Three of her fiercest cuts lead off ("My Name Is Not Susan"? Best. Drag anthem. Ever.), while "Anymore" gives Janet a run for her leather. Just skip perfume commercials like "Miracle."