Brace yourselves, beautiful disruptors, because Ms. Coco Jones just tossed gasoline on her already-scorching debut and lit a match called “More.” That’s right—if her studio album Why Not More? left you gasping for breath, now she’s asking, “Why Stop Now?” with a reloaded edition dripped in three brand-new bonus tracks that demand your ears, your feels, and your cultural allegiance. Welcome to the age of the sonic encore. Welcome to Coco’s kingdom of “more-ness.”
Let’s not get it twisted—Coco Jones isn’t just releasing new music. She’s reimagining the blueprint of the debut album re-release. While others add bonus tracks like an afterthought, Coco’s additions are charged with intention, dripping with a radiant mix of vulnerability, power, and that unapologetic stank only a Black woman on a mission can deliver. This isn’t just a musical update—it’s a cultural exclamation point demanding that we give her the damn flowers now.
Three tracks. Three Roman candles launched into the night sky of contemporary R&B. This isn’t filler content—it’s a final act, a closing blessing, an encore that claps back at every gatekeeper who once tried to keep her in the wings. Coco has stepped center stage not just to sing, but to signify.
And what do we get? A trilogy of tone and texture that seamlessly extends the original story arc of Why Not More?, a debut album that played like a diary of divine self-awareness—one track at a time, one truth at a time. These new songs are the lingering midnight thoughts, the second cries, the unseen glances that elevate Coco from pop princess to full-on prophet of the emotionally extinct art of actual storytelling.
But honey, don’t be fooled—this is more than just a few extra tracks uploaded to your nearest streamscape. This is Coco doubling down on her defiant glow-up. She’s saying, “Yes, I’m here. Yes, I’m more. And yes, I can still hit those notes while stepping on necks.” We live in an era where sonic fast food gets served up daily—so when an artist like Ms. Jones shows up with a home-cooked meal of substance, soul, and seasoning? You pull up a chair. You grab a fork. You feast.
Let’s talk intention. This re-release isn’t noise—it’s narrative. A carefully sculpted extension of a musical manifesto. Because Coco Jones isn’t content with just being a name in your library. She’s coming for icon status, and she’s doing it one impeccably delivered vocal run at a time. The kind that whispers your trauma, hugs your inner child, then tells you to fix your crown because your royalty is not optional.
Why Not More? (Deluxe) isn’t just a flex. It’s a philosophy. A declaration of abundance in an era of minimalist mediocrity. Coco is the sonic alchemist conjuring R&B’s renaissance, pulling us back into the lush, dramatic, beloved drama of emotional storytelling—where melisma isn’t a gimmick but a gospel, and vulnerability isn’t weakness but war paint.
So what now?
You stream the damn thing. You dance. You cry. You text your ex. You delete your ex. You remind yourself that joy is resistance, and Coco Jones just dropped a three-track revolution designed to soundtrack your rise. Don’t call it an update—call it a reckoning.
And if anyone dares ask, “Why not more?” ever again?
You send them right to Coco’s door.
Dare to be different or fade into oblivion.
– Mr. KanHey
