I was listening to Rhythm Nation this morning. It was a relatively difficult morning on a relatively difficult day. But I couldn’t help but think that you’d be doing better selling albums if you were singing about something other than your party parts. I’m sure you have lovely party parts, but at forty-something years old, are you sure you don’t have something more substantive to talk about? ‘Cause I have to tell you, if you’ve made it to forty-something and all you can do is coo about your body, you’ve failed somewhere. I haven’t bought an album of yours since Rhythm Nation, but if you put something out with substance again, I’d put down the money and buy it.