This came out in 2001 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Within an hour of this CD landing on my desk, not one but two co-workers had come by to ogle the bootylicious cover shot of the Foxy one. So if eyeballings translate into sales, Ms. Brown has nothing to worry about.
But if she’s out to please your ears too, then Whitney Houston, we might have a problem. This third CD once again tries to paint Foxy as the roughest, toughest, hardest-of-the-hard gangsta girls who ever went from the ’hood to the Hamptons. Thing is, at this point it’s all paint-by-numbers. These 18 cuts have the same whomping beats, the same sample-based tracks, the same P-Funky grooves and the same bitchy bling-bling Foxy has been dishing out since Day 1. Only two cuts — the Indian-flavoured Hood Scriptures and the reggaefied Run Dem — find Brown stretching in ways that don’t involve her underwear. Too bad — if Foxy showed half as much originality as she does skin, Broken Silence would be golden.
