Written By Kaia Karamoko

Based on her most recent projects, a ride with Ciara must be a short one.

Her first single, screamed I got nothing left. Justin Timberlake was featured on “Love Sex Magic.” Chris Brown tries to add some cayenne pepper to the stir fry on “Turntables.” We all know who is called on to add heat to an otherwise album that would collect dust on a shelf, in the busiest of Sam Goody stores. Oddly, I’m still not sure on whose song that really is. Like clockwork, if that does not work, off with the clothes. Ciara has gone from being compared to the boyish, Aaliyah to reference the cover of “Rap Up” magazine or contract the cover of “Vibe” 2005 to “Vibe” 2008.

Back to the music, with the ladies dropping hits after hits, Ciara must step her game up. Rihanna and Lady Gaga, not going to mention Beyonce, would jump rope circles around Fantasy Ride. Where are the “goodies” and “promises?” Fantasy Ride sounds accidental and incidental. Her vocals could not crack a flimsy, wine glass, so it’s her best bet to get all the parties started. Artists are contending with their last breaths to sell 88,000 to get number one status. Ciara must morph, innovate, recreate, and evolve if she expects us to throw our “C’s” in the air.

Fish nets, red lipstick and suckers work for the dudes but not the ones that still by plastic covered albums: the ladies. So let the beat rock!