Remember when R&B singers looked like R&B singers? They had the glitter jackets, the combination perm/Jheri Curl thing, and they did that shit with their hands to make it look like rain was pouring down in front of their faces. Yes, sir, R&B singers were smooth-ass bons vivants back in the day. But if you hit the stage looking like that now, you'd get punked out faster than you can say Ralph Tresvant. These days you gotta come on stage looking like the very definition of a thug: the Sean John denim getup with one of the pantlegs rolled up, the bandanna rolled around your delicately coiffed cornrows that look like a damn Aztec treasure map on top of your head. No one out there is working that pose better than Jaheim, a man who can croon to the ladies about giving them anything they want -- and still look like he can beat your ass with a tire iron.
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Craig D. Lindsey
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