Paris Jackson — the 22-year-old heiress to the King of Pop’s throne.There is not one single Michael-esque moment on her debut album, “Wilted,” which arrives on Friday as if out of nowhere.It’s like she never once heard “Billie Jean,” “Beat It” or “Don’t Stop ’Til You Get Enough” in her life, let alone grew up in Neverland.
Nor will you hear any hints of Auntie Janet or any of that Motown stuff her uncles grew up singing on Saturday morning cartoons.There is a dreamy wooziness, a sultry touchiness, a haunting moodiness to “Wilted” that is part Lana Del Rey, part Norah Jones, part “Folkore”-era Taylor Swift.This Paris is brooding.Her record sounds nothing like you’d expect, partly because if you don’t even know it’s coming, there’s nothing to.
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