Living Pains.(Mary J. Blige; 'Growing Pains')(Brief biography)

Mary J. Blige's eighth studio album, "Growing Pains," defies the conventional wisdom that aging works against female entertainers. Blige has a robust, dark voice, and she moves around melodies in a pleasingly unruly way. She can irrigate a song with pain but is judicious about adding flourishes to her performances--a decision that makes her sound more like a sixties soul singer than like a modern R. & B. star. (Her 1998 live album, "The Tour," documents how comfortable Blige is with a few flat notes, and how little they matter to the fans who track her life as if it were more important than their own.) Her commercial rival and aesthetic antipode is Mariah Carey, another R. & B. singer who is selling remarkably well deep into her career. Carey, who is the more successful, offers the inhuman power of her voice, a knack for producing hit records, and undying optimism. If Carey is "Good Morning America"--all cheer and reliability--Blige is what comes later: the daytime talk show noisy with recrimination and redemption.

Blige's songs focus on surviving heart-ache and emerging emboldened. "Growing Pains" is at least her fourth album in a row to be accompanied by a round of interviews that find her vaunting a newfound sense of self and some measure of hard-earned happiness. (In a recent interview with Vibe, she posited that if you're human "you're already crazy," which is a reassuring departure from earlier bromides.) The danger, of course, is that true happiness might be her kryptonite.

Blige grew up in Yonkers, in a housing project known as Slow Bomb, and she has talked of being abused as a child and in romantic relationships. Her 1994 hit "Be Happy" began the narrative of chronic misery. "All I really want is to be happy," the chorus goes. In 1997, we got "I Can Love You" (not a done deal) and "Not Gon' Cry," a gospelly confirmation that crying was, at least for a while, Blige's default activity. In 1999, with the album "Mary," the mood began to brighten, though she kept rehanging the backdrop of suffering: "No Happy Holidays," "The Love I Never Had." Two years later, "Family Affair," a breezy song produced by Dr. Dre, asked listeners to put aside "hateration" and get it "perculating," and Blige experienced her first No. 1 single. (So much for misery.) The ensuing album, "No More Drama," also included "Where I've Been," the most specific iteration of Blige's life story to date, even explaining (maybe) the facial scar visible on the cover of "Mary": "I grew up as a seventies baby, brought up in poverty and sin. . . . At the age of seven years old, a strange thing happened to me. Before I even saw, my life had flashed before me, and I've got the mark to show." No phrase seems to recur more in Blige's lyrics than "my life"--her second album is titled "My Life," and even though the first single from "Growing Pains" is called "Just Fine," the words "my life" pop up nineteen times. At this point, it is clear that "my life" is not a boast but a lamentation.

Before Blige developed the profile of a survivor, she was notable for being one of the first R. & B. singers to be at ease working with m.c.s. In the early nineties, she worked repeatedly with Sean (Puffy) Combs, who acted as her A. & R. representative at Blige's first label, Uptown Records. One of her earliest hits and best-known appearances is a duet she performed with the Wu-Tang Clan's Method Man in 1995, "I'll Be There for You/You're All I Need to Get By." Method Man raps about finding the love of his life, and living "in a fat-ass crib with thousands of kids." Blige sings, in an uncharacteristically airy and soft way, the chorus of the 1968 hit by Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell, "You're All I Need to Get By." In the background, though, she throws in subtle ad-libs, as if singing along to the radio. Blige's personality seemed to be a link with hip-hop artists. In a video for the duet with Method Man, Blige is pictured on the roof of an apartment building, sitting against a low wall and bobbing her head, eyes covered by a hat pulled down. She doesn't look like a melodic singer who's been brought in to sweeten the record for a wider audience; on her own terms, she seems just as rugged and menacing as Method Man. In fact, she looks like the one you'd need to tread more lightly around.

Which was true, at least for a while. She was given to drunkenness and drug use during her early years, missing interviews and occasionally lashing out physically at members of the press. Around 2001, the idea of Mary Reborn--usually attributed to Blige's newfound relationship with the producer Kendu Isaacs (her future husband), or with God, or with both--started to circulate. Self-help slogans became the order of the day, mitigated by her idiosyncrasies and a tendency to refer to herself in the third person. ("I have saliva in my mouth like you," Blige told an interviewer in ...