This came out in 2000 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Blame Cher.
After years without a hit, she had to go and jumpstart her career with the dance-floor grooves and synth vocals of Believe. Naturally, now other aging divas are lining up to go nightclubbing. First past the velvet rope is Tina Turner, whose new CD Twenty Four Seven — if you multiply them, I think you get the number of albums she’s put out — bumps and jumps to the same lightly funky house vibe and squelching synthesizer sound as Believe, courtesy of the same production team. Tina doesn’t resort to the AutoTune effect, mainly because she doesn’t need to — along with her ever-youthful legs, Turner’s 60-year-old pipes have the same grit, sass and power she displayed belting out Nutbush City Limits 30 years ago. But like her last few albums, this remarkably forgettable material is mostly beneath her. To paraphrase the icon herself, it’s simply second-best.