After some time away, Missy Elliott still knows what people want from her. The video for her new song “WTF” opens with the muffled sound of its beat and words coming through headphones and car speakers and nail salon stereos around New York City, with citizens of all sorts mouthing the words and bopping their heads and sticking out their tongues. As has been previously established by the Missy Elliott canon, music makes you lose control, and Missy’s “you” is inclusive as it gets.
That the foul-mouthed trailblazer with alien beats who’s one of the few women to ever successfully compete in the male-dominated rap world would be such a uniter might seem, on paper, a little bizarre. But her absence from the musical landscape—her last album came out in 2005, followed by a few one-off songs—has made it clear just how influential and uniquely easy-to-love she was. Timbaland’s clattering production style has seeped all over, and Nicki Minaj, Azealia Banks, and Iggy Azalea have made the female-rapper lane a little less lonely than it once was. But no one is as reliably able and willing to start a party as Missy has been on her best singles. She’s not buying melodies from Swedish pop geniuses in attempts to conquer multiple radio formats; she’s not lugging around a Narrative. She’s pure rhythm + attitude, an equation for joy.