I produced and co-wrote this song for/with Britney Spears. I could write a few chapters about my professional life with Britney Spears, but since I have always chosen to be pretty discreet on the subject, I’m just going to say a couple of things here:
1) Britney can sing. I often would beg her to stop chewing gum in the vocal booth (to no avail), but she really can sing well when she puts her heart into it. It totally bums me out when I see her lip-syncing (which is almost always).
2) I know it is ridiculous to feel bad for someone as wealthy and beloved as Britney, but when I see that medicated Francis Farmer-esque look in ward Britney’s eyes and her less than passionate performances of late, I really do feel like she is really not all there.
One of the most exciting moments of my professional career was the day Britney handed in this song as part of her finished record to her label Jive Records. As I waited over the course of several months to find out the fate of the song, I watched along with the world in horror as her marriage imploded and she went bat sh*t CRAZY. “Blackout”, the album that came out after her hair had finally grown back (at least enough to put in extensions anyway) included none of the songs she had turned in to the label originally. I have to admit “Blackout” was pretty good… of course, minus one glaring omission.
Shout out to my boy Christian Janson (AKA Noterock) for jumping on the track for eight bars and destroying it as always!
He sounds like an utter fucking asshat, but the track is nice.