Though legend says he stole his style from another shiny-headed, combat-boot-wearing R&B crooner, R. Kelly delivers timeless tunes about going halvsies on a baby or making womens bodies go toot, toot and beep, beep that have proven hes the only chrome dome that matters. Hes even hit legend status, flying high off of songs such as I Like the Crotch on You, Hump Bounce, Sex in the Kitchen, and Stepping Into Heaven. Kellys songs are typically coital carols filled with unabashedly literal lyrics that read like step-by-step instructions on how to give the R some (as yet undetermined) hot spot. And though many fans deserted Kells after video surfaced of him allegedly draining his lizard onto an underage girl, he hasnt exactly been banished to the graveyard of disgraced stars. Who cares that when he sings that a woman reminds him of his Jeep, he might mean a clunky Playskool toy recommended for children 6 and up? Youve got to respect an artist who can rock faux cornrows, a fur chubby, throwback jerseys, and head-to-toe leather all in the span of one career.
This Saturday hell take the stage at the James L. Knight Center and bring his seemingly endless catalogue of hits with him. Show up and find out if he likes the crotch on you. The show begins at 8 p.m., and tickets start at $51.50.
Sat., Nov. 28, 8 p.m., 2009