I often come to the defense of Miss Spears. She may very well stay around a while. But while listening to this album last night, I am sorry to say, I sure hope she doesn't. The album seems like an attempt at --- something I can't quite put my finger on. It's very disjointed. A little reggae here, some hip-hop, a badly assembled first single "Me Against The Music" featuring Madonna. Some weird tinky ballads. I almost liked the song "Breathe On Me" but it sounds unfinished. Like she could have gone all the way and made it something magestic, like Madonna's "Rain". Instead, it's an example of what all these songs sound like, skeletons of other artists who could do the material much better. Shades of No Doubt and Janet Jackson come through. I'm wondering who is actually still buying Britney Spears albums?