(Didn't anyone tell her about Christina Aguilera's recent diva-fied double disc disappointment Back to Basics. Speaking once again to her penchant for the outdated and obsolete, it's a 2xCD affair also available in a deluxe edition with five additional tracks. Unlike 2006's underrated funk-fest B'Day, which held together remarkably well as an LP and saw Beyoncé ditching sap for sass, this record isn't supposed to coalesce. Sasha Fierce will not disturb that unfortunate trend. boardroom dynamic of hubby Jay-Z's Kingdom Come). The "split-personality" gimmick is now a tired and, more often than not, hapless pop theme (see: Garth Brooks's proto-emo character Chris Gaines, T.I. Sasha Fierce, a supposed window into the soul of Beyoncé as well as her hair-flipping sexpot alter ego who happens to be blessed with the ultimate "Project Runway" moniker. With that direct relationship in mind comes I Am. So, without much outside interference, Beyoncé's fan-artist connection relies almost wholly on her music- the only place to find the "real" Beyoncé is on her albums. She's a megawatt anachronism in sky-high heels and a frozen smile. "It's almost impossible to have superstars now, because people will never get enough." And, in our TMZ-addled world, her reluctance to entertain most questions about her personal life is both refreshing and a bit stubborn. "I feel that, especially now with the Internet and paparazzi and camera phones, it's so difficult to maintain mystery," she said earlier this year. Though she's only 27, Beyoncé goes out of her way to be an old-fashioned celebrity, the type offended by Pete Wentz blogging about Oscar the Grouch or Britney Spears Twittering her life away.
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