The response record has a short but noble history, restricted mainly to a Michael Jackson follow-up (“I’m Billie Jean and I’m mad as hell”). It doesn’t, however, bode for a particularly long music career. Those looking after Frankee are at pains to point out that there’s more to her than just one well timed single, but her debut doesn’t exactly suggest that’s the case. It’s the kind of run of the mill R&B that we’ve heard a million times, the kind of stuff that plays well in the States but falls flat over here. Without a standout song, her sound is just a bland mush of dull ballads. The application of a semi-concept (the album is split into three separate chapters) is an attempt to give it some separate identity but only the splendidly catty ‘F.U.R.B.’ stands out and that is riding the coat tails of someone else’s record anyway. File next to that Billie Jean woman.