Justin Timberlake's Top Five Collaborations
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It's hard to imagine a world without Justin Timberlake. No lovably awkward Mickey Mouse Club duets, no bleached-blond curls or coordinating denim outfits, zero hours spent in front of the mirror trying to learn the choreography from the "Bye Bye Bye" video, definitely no "Cry Me a River" (the greatest break-up anthem of all time). Hell, who knows if "sexy" would have ever come back were it not for our boy JT.
After he transformed a humiliating split with pop princess Britney Spears into a debut solo album of Billboard bangers, it didn't take long for the world to understand: Our favorite turn-of-the-millennium boy-bander was turning out to be a crazy-talented, bona fide badass.
Fast-forward to now, and it's no surprise the soul-dancing, falsetto-singing actor-producer-entrepreneur-whatever has collaborated with some of the best in the biz. In honor of his upcoming concerts at the BB&T Center and American Airlines Arena, let's take a look at some of JT's most genius collaborations.
1. "Dick in a Box" with the Lonely Island. Clearly, Andy Samberg was inspired when the producers of Saturday Night Live asked him to write a song showcasing Timberlake's voice for JT's 2006 appearance on the show. "Dick in a Box" was recorded in one night and was both filmed and premiered the very next day. After the video went viral on the web and won an Emmy for Outstanding Original Music and Lyrics (yes, really), the collaboration continued with 2009's ode to MILFs, "Motherlover," and 2011's "3-Way (The Golden Rule)," a defining classic of our generation. Justin, you can sing. You can dance. You can act. But it wasn't until you were funny that you really won our hearts.
2. Super Bowl XXXVIII halftime show with Janet Jackson. This year marks the tenth anniversary of Nipplegate, the fateful evening Timberlake ripped off a piece of Janet Jackson's bustier during the 2004 Super Bowl halftime show, exposing the diva's right breast to the world and giving birth to a phenomenon now known as the "wardrobe malfunction." We, like you, may have skimmed one or two articles outlining "what really happened" that night. Did Jackson know her career was about to self-destruct? Did Timberlake know his would skyrocket? Was the aftermath ridiculous and unfair? We may never know. One thing is certain: Nipplegate will live on in our memories and in our hearts as a strange, confusing, and slightly arousing conflation of everything we truly love in America.